In a city lit by neon dreams, He stands alone with future schemes. A melody from the past he knows, Through vibrant keys, the music flows. From Times Square lights to silent alleys, Every corner holds a story untold. Arcade games flashing in the night, Cassette tapes spinning under neon light. Echoes of old boom boxes play, From distant nights and yesterdays. He weaves the sound of old and new, A rhythm born to break right through. In the shadows, doubts arise, Yet the music lifts him to the skies. Heartbeats racing with each song, Finding strength to carry on. Boom boom boom boom, the lights ignite, Feel the rhythm taking flight. Boom boom boom boom, hearts align, In the music, we combine. Past and future side by side, Dancing to the city’s light. He knows the sound, the only way, Music brings the break of day. From streets that told of days gone by, To towering heights that scrape the sky. He chases freedom in the sound, Where generations all are bound. Neon lights flicker like a retro screen, Synth beats groove in a classic scene. Boombox blasting on the corner street, Dance floor jumping to the 80s beat. Under the glow of midnight signs, He finds his place where the music aligns. Synth waves crashing like ocean tides, Guiding him through the endless night. Let the music guide you, Let the rhythm free you. Feel the beat inside you, Let the melody be true. The city's pulse matches his, A symphony of what still is. Through every note, he starts to see, A future wrapped in melody. The city’s lights are like stars in his song, Guiding him where he belongs. Each beat a step on his journey's way, Music lighting up the break of day. Boom boom boom boom, the lights ignite, Feel the rhythm taking flight. Boom boom boom boom, hearts align, In the music, we combine. Past and future side by side, Dancing to the city’s light. He knows the sound, the only way, Music brings the break of day. The past and now, they intertwine, In every beat, the stars align. He’ll play the sound until it's right, A song that shines beyond the night. From the first note to the final chord, His journey's written in each word.