In the concrete jungle, we stand tall,
Among the giants, we feel so small,
Neon dreams light up the night,
In the city's pulse, we find our fight

Skyscrapers reaching for the skies,
Mirrored windows reflecting our lives,
Streets that whisper tales of old,
In the city's heart, the stories unfold

Rush hour rivers flow on the streets,
A symphony of steps, the city's heartbeat,
Amidst the steel, we find our dance,
In the urban sprawl, we take our chance