Talk to me, dance with me
Under the gaze of the facade
Making my way downtown
Just to see the rhythm of life
The sky passes its time
Catching the murals of yore
Collective memories while walking by fast
Here today, a new vision tomorrow
Flashbacks on lovely nights
The visions call to us
They will find our core
But time moves on
If only I could live forever
To catch the endless stream of heartbeats
Dotting the jagged edges
This is planet earth

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