[male vocal]
The streetlight stays up till the break of day
My shadow drags, dust‑laden all the way
The dreams in my pocket are wrinkled and worn
I force a smile — "I can hold on till dawn"
Subway winds crush the hours like sand
The crowd pushes on, I dare not turn back
What they call "stability" — just empty lines on a page
We’re all drifting in this human cage
This city is an invisible cage
The door stands ajar, yet I can't turn the page
Ideals are hollowed out by years
Leaving only hidden pains that appear
In the dead of night — a few soft tears
These days are a tender cage
Binding my regrets, binding my dreams
A thousand words stuck in my throat
In the end they scatter as a wisp of breeze
My old guitar strings have long since rusted
They can't sing the fiery wine I once trusted
Old friends have gone their separate ways
Who still recalls the first meeting days?
On the phone I say, "Life is fine"
Hang up — nothing left but silence and time
What I called "freedom" is locked in reality's hold
We turn in place, growing old
This city is an invisible cage
The door stands ajar, yet I can't turn the page
Ideals are hollowed out by years
Leaving only hidden pains that appear
In the dead of night — a few soft tears
These days are a tender cage
Binding my regrets, binding my dreams
A thousand words stuck in my throat
In the end they scatter as a wisp of breeze
Maybe one day I'll break this cage
Face the long wind — no more rage
But until then I'll hold my hands tight
And wait in the ordinary light