LYRIC FOR SALE

By Simkekoren

(Verse 1)
In the heart of the city where the neon lights glow,
There's a man on the corner with stories to show.
His guitar's worn, but his spirit's still strong,
Singing songs of the people, where they all belong.

(Chorus)
Down these streets, we chase our dreams,
With hearts of fire, fueled by endless streams.
In the land of hope and broken dreams,
We find redemption in the midnight scenes.

(Verse 2)
She waits by the docks, under the moon's soft embrace,
With the scent of sea salt and a smile on her face.
Her love's like a beacon in the darkest night,
Guiding lost souls back to the harbor's light.

(Chorus)
Down these streets, we chase our dreams,
With hearts of fire, fueled by endless streams.
In the land of hope and broken dreams,
We find redemption in the midnight scenes.

(Bridge)
From the factories to the bars,
Every corner tells a tale of scars.
But in the struggle, we find our grace,
In the rhythm of this restless place.

(Chorus)
Down these streets, we chase our dreams,
With hearts of fire, fueled by endless streams.
In the land of hope and broken dreams,
We find redemption in the midnight scenes.

(Outro)
So let the engines roar and the guitars wail,
In this town where every story sets sail.
For in the heart of the night, we find our truth,
In the echoes of the streets, where dreams take root.