A million lights paint the night,
Each window holds a story bright,
Dreams and hopes in glass and steel,
Hearts that break and hearts that heal.
The city never truly sleeps,
Its restless soul its vigil keeps,
Through alleys dark and avenues wide,
Life and death walk side by side.
In this concrete jungle vast,
We're all connected by our past,
Each light a beacon in the dark,
Each soul an unforgettable spark.