Junt & Ghost - Midnight Blade

An evening phone call
Hey, can you meet us at the spot
We're all busy doing nothing
Yeah
Grab my gear and then I'm off
I roll to the places we see a lot
Turning emptiness into something
Yeah
We're too busy laughing to feel the Summer fly by
Chasing our shadows under street lights
No matter what happens
I will always remember us roaming the metro on these humid nights
In this vacant city we pause to put something in the air
An audience of skyscrapers
More wasted pity on hobos that don't belong anywhere
On shiny, wet roads we caper
We're too busy laughing to feel the Summer fly by
Chasing our shadows under street lights
No matter what happens
I will always remember us roaming the metro on these humid nights

Written by:
James Flagg

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