Verse 1 Steel veins run under my feet, subway sparks and midnight heat. Steam lifts up from painted lines, every face a neon sign. Crosswalk choir, taxis cry, languages weave in the sky. Turnstiles click, a coded rhymeā city breath, electric time. PreāChorus Feel the current, feel the spark, footsteps drumming through the dark. Every heartbeat, every breath, life and city mesh and mesh. Chorus On the grid, hearts align, your frequency meets mine. Step by step, line by line, lock it ināweāre right on time. On the grid, hearts align, every thread becomes divine. City lights and souls collide, in the grid, we come alive. Verse 2 Corner stores and halos glow, vinyl windows, afterglow. Fire escapes like staves of steel, melodies we learned to feel. Block by block, the patterns bind, uptown hope to downtown grind. Signal towers paint the nightā every window, inner light. PreāChorus Feel the current, feel the spark, footsteps drumming through the dark. Every heartbeat, every breath, life and city mesh and mesh. Drop/Chorus On the grid, hearts align, your frequency meets mine. Step by step, line by line, lock it ināweāre right on time. On the grid, hearts align, thread by thread, we rise and shine. NYC, the pulse is primeā lock it in, weāre right on time. Bridge (Call & Response ā crowd) Call: Where you at? Crowd: On the line! Call: Tune the beat? Crowd: Right on time! Call: Lock it in? Crowd: Hearts align! All: Run it backāgrid pulse, rewind! PostāChorus Run it back, run it backāgrid pulse. Weave the night, thread by threadāgrid pulse. On the gridāhearts align. Outro (tag) On the grid, hearts alignā¦ right on time.
