[Verse] Neon fades, the shadows crawl, Sidewalk’s clearing, stalls pack it all. Empty trays and silent calls, City’s heart’s still beating tall. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes of the night, Whispers in the air, Closing down the light, But the pulse is still there. [Chorus] Pack it up, the street goes dim, But the rhythm’s pulling him. Underneath the velvet sky, The club’s alive, the night won’t die. Pack it up, the world retreats, But the music’s in our streets. Feel the dark, the deep, the low, When the vendors say, "It’s time to go." [Verse] Fold the flags, erase the lines, Empty carts and distant chimes. Silent steps and fading signs, Yet inside, the bass still shines. [Pre-Chorus] Echoes of the night, Whispers in the air, Closing down the light, But the pulse is still there. [Chorus] Pack it up, the street goes dim, But the rhythm’s pulling him. Underneath the velvet sky, The club’s alive, the night won’t die. Pack it up, the world retreats, But the music’s in our streets. Feel the dark, the deep, the low, When the vendors say, "It’s time to go." [Bridge] Silent voices trade their glow, In the shadows, secrets flow. Packed away but never gone, The night plays on, the night plays on. [Chorus] Pack it up, the street goes dim, But the rhythm’s pulling him. Underneath the velvet sky, The club’s alive, the night won’t die. Pack it up, the world retreats, But the music’s in our streets. Feel the dark, the deep, the low, When the vendors say, "It’s time to go." [Outro] Time to go, the night still breathes, In every corner, in silent seas. Pack it up, but hold the flow— The pulse remains, it won’t let go.