Lost and Low in Soho
By Baxter Bailey
In the heart of Soho where the neon lights glow, I'm wandering aimless, in a haze you know. Lost in the alleys, where shadows dance slow, I'm searching for something, a place to let go.
Lost and low in Soho, where dreams intertwine, Streets paved with whispers, secrets to find. In the city's heartbeat, a rhythm so bold, I'm lost and low in Soho, a story untold.
The cobblestone pathways, with tales of the past, Echoes of laughter, but the memories won't last. Faces in windows, reflections so cold, In this maze of feelings, my story unfolds.
Through the crowded cafes, I stumble, my brain feels fried, I'm chasing the moonlight cause I want to try. A symphony of sirens, a chaos untamed, Lost and low in Soho, where destinies are changed.
Lost and low in Soho, where dreams intertwine, Streets paved with whispers, secrets to find. In the city's heartbeat, a rhythm so bold, I'm lost and low in Soho, a story untold.
With car horns and people yelling, a melody unfolds, Through the graffiti walls, where tales are told. The city's a canvas, with colors so bright, But in the midst of the chaos, I'm searching for light.
Past the jazz halls where the saxophones cry, I'm chasing my shadows under the midnight sky. Lost in the moment, where time seems to stall, In the heart of Soho, I surrender it all.
Through the crowded cafes, I stumble, my brain feels fried, I'm chasing the moonlight in these city chimes. A symphony of sirens, a chaos untamed, Lost and low in Soho, where destinies are changed.
Lost and low in Soho, where dreams intertwine, Streets paved with whispers, secrets to find. In the city's heartbeat, a rhythm so bold, I'm lost and low in Soho, a story untold.
As dawn breaks, and the city starts to wake, I carry the echoes, the choices I make. Lost and low in Soho, destitute, yet free, In the labyrinth of life here, it’s the place I need to be.
