The 4 AM Carriage

[Verse] Fluorescent glow on tired eyes Clocked out late, under gray skies Pixel worlds begin to fade In this metal serenade My headphones bleed an 8-bit tune Beneath the pale and distant moon [Pre-Chorus] An old man eats his cold rice ball Plastic wrapper, tears that fall On the paper, a watery stain Echoes of a distant rain [Chorus] Four AM, the city lights blur Neon streaks, a painted fur Last train hums, a lonely sound Nowhere left to be found [Bridge] Empty carriage starts to sway Wind whispers, steals my breath away Like a touch, unknown and cold A story waiting to unfold [Verse] I feel the cold iron chair A silent weight beyond compare Station voice, a crackling sigh Announces names as we roll by [Pre-Chorus] The old man’s cold rice ball remains Plastic wrapper, tears in his veins On the paper, a watery stain Echoes of the fading rain [Chorus] Four AM, the city lights blur Neon streaks, a painted fur Last train hums, a lonely sound Nowhere left to be found [Hook] And the moon just stares at me