[Verse] One lantern flickers in the chill night air, Pages inked with stories, pain laid bare, Rooftop view where the city scars appear, Concrete jungles whisper truths you wouldn’t dare. Broken windows frame the neon glow, Every corner's got a hustle, every shadow knows, I scribble life between the cracks and codes, One notebook’s all I got to unload these throbs. [Pre-Chorus] City sings its lullabies in minor keys, Echoes bounce between the cracked balconies, One light, one voice, one moment to seize, I breathe these streets, this air’s my symphony. [Chorus] One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where dreams get lost, and the real ones fly, Writing down the pieces as the night goes by, One life, one truth, under the city sky. One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where the silence speaks and the sirens cry, Holding on to hope, while the world denies, One breath, one verse, till the day I die. [Verse] Words flow like shadows creeping down the wall, Each rhyme a ticket out, or a way to fall, Faces in the distance, they don’t know my call, But this ink bleeds stories that could save us all. Moonlight’s cold, but it paints the streets with gold, Every line I write is a secret untold, I’m the voice of the restless and the bold, In the silence of the night, my truth unfolds. [Pre-Chorus] City sings its lullabies in minor keys, Echoes bounce between the cracked balconies, One light, one voice, one moment to seize, I breathe these streets, this air’s my symphony. [Chorus] One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where dreams get lost, and the real ones fly, Writing down the pieces as the night goes by, One life, one truth, under the city sky. One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where the silence speaks and the sirens cry, Holding on to hope, while the world denies, One breath, one verse, till the day I die. [Bridge] In the flicker of the flame, I find my edge, Words like weapons, pushing past the ledge, One rooftop witness to the dreams we pledge, Ink-stained hands on the city’s rough edge. [Chorus] One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where dreams get lost, and the real ones fly, Writing down the pieces as the night goes by, One life, one truth, under the city sky. One lantern, one notebook, on this rooftop high, Where the silence speaks and the sirens cry, Holding on to hope, while the world denies, One breath, one verse, till the day I die. [Outro] One light keeps burning through the cold and gray, One story told before the dawn’s new day, One rooftop witness to the street’s ballet, One soul writing truth that won’t fade away.