[Verse] Tin cans and trains on a Friday night, Iâm humming low while youâre rushing past, Socks undone, your hatâs too tight, But Iâm your favorite sound in this concrete maze. [Pre-Chorus] Pulse in my chest, beats in my hand, You donât have to lookâjust feel the band. [Chorus] Iâm the spark in your stride, the echo in your ear, Singing through the tunnel, dancing through the fear. You donât know my name, but you know my tune, A little wink in a crowded moon. Yeah, Iâm the rhythm you donât need to seeâ Just tap your foot and let me be. [Verse] You lost your coin, but not your groove, Iâm the beat you stole from the subwayâs soul. Briefcase full of dreams, but your heartâs in tuneâ Iâm the lyric you didnât write, but still feel whole. [Pre-Chorus] Pulse in my chest, beats in my hand, You donât have to lookâjust feel the band. [Chorus] Iâm the spark in your stride, the echo in your ear, Singing through the tunnel, dancing through the fear. You donât know my name, but you know my tune, A little wink in a crowded moon. Yeah, Iâm the rhythm you donât need to seeâ Just tap your foot and let me be. [Bridge] No stage, no mic, just subway breath and me, Youâre the audience, Iâm the melody. I know youâll pass, but keep me nearâ Iâm the hum that stays when the noise disappears. [Chorus] Iâm the spark in your stride, the echo in your ear, Singing through the tunnel, dancing through the fear. You donât know my name, but you know my tune, A little wink in a crowded moon. Yeah, Iâm the rhythm you donât need to seeâ Just tap your foot and let me be. [Outro] Tap tap tapâ Iâm still here, still singing through the train. Tap tap tapâ Youâre the one who stayed, not so insane.