DJ Leoni - Cityscapes

You listen, and outside the bus window, the night city begins to melt. Streetlights stretch into golden threads, and the shadows from the cornices lay down like smooth, warm velvet. The rhythm is not the clatter of heels on the pavement, but the steady breathing of sleeping neighborhoods, the pulse of power lines. The melody is woven from the light of neon signs reflected in the wet asphalt and the distant rumble of the subway, coming through a ventilation grate