The rain is still falling... Somewhere behind the glass. The city looks different tonight. The lights are running down the windows, like colours left out in the rain. I watch the streets from somewhere distant, as if I've never been here before. People pass without a sound, their faces turning into shadows. I almost recognize someone, but the moment slips away. Everything is moving slowly. Nothing stays where it belongs. I close my eyes for just a second, and the whole world starts to change. And the silhouettes are fading, melting into the night. I can see them, I can feel them, but they never stay in sight. And I'm floating through the silence, with the city underneath. I don't know if I'm still dreaming, or the dream is dreaming me. Somewhere... somewhere... Between the dark and light. Somewhere... somewhere... I'm still inside the night. A distant train crosses the silence. Its windows carry someone else's life. The pavement shines beneath the streetlights, and the rain keeps washing everything away. I don't need to understand it. I don't need to find a name. Some nights are made for disappearing, without having to explain. Everything is moving slowly The edges disappear again. I reach out into the darkness, but there's nothing in my hands. And the silhouettes are fading, melting into the night. I can see them, I can feel them, but they never stay in sight. And I'm floating through the silence, with the city underneath. I don't know if I'm still dreaming, or the dream is dreaming me. Maybe morning will find me here, standing by the same old window. Maybe all these little fragments were never meant to stay. The silhouettes are fading, and the sky begins to breathe. All the things I thought I'd lost are somewhere underneath. I keep walking through the colours, letting everything release. I don't know if I'm still dreaming, but tonight I'm finally free. Still falling... Still moving... Somewhere in between... Mmm... somewhere in between...
