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Midnight Highway

Neon shadows on the boulevard,
the wind whispers secrets through the cars.
I walk alone, my mind’s a flame,
calling out, but no one knows my name.


Midnight highway, take me far,
where the streets are wild and the angels are scarred.
Ride the night, let the spirits play,
I’m just a ghost on the midnight highway.


Silk-tongued strangers with hollow eyes,
laughing like the city never dies.
The organ moans a lonely tune,
beneath the cold, half-hidden moon.


Midnight highway, take me far,
where the streets are wild and the angels are scarred.
Ride the night, let the spirits play,
I’m just a ghost on the midnight highway.


Smoke and mirrors, fire and rain,
every turn is pleasure and pain.
I feel the fire, I feel the call,
one more night, one last fall.


Midnight highway, take me far,
where the streets are wild and the angels are scarred.
Ride the night, let the spirits play,
I’m just a ghost on the midnight highway.