[Intro] Guitar feedback, a drumroll, then silence. [Verse] On Bleeker street, a canvas of concrete dreams A poet's scream, an artist's gleam (gleam) In the city's crush, we search for meaning Words and brush, our lives are streaming (streaming) [Bridge] Colors blend in a dance of the absurd Reality's blend, we're misunderstood (misunderstood) The crowd's a blur, we stand alone In this urban burst, we find our own zone (own zone) [Chorus] Existential punks in the Neon glow (glow) Weaving thoughts, we let our souls grow (souls grow) In the art of noise, we find our truth On Bleeker's stage, we'll sing our youth (youth) [Outro] The city breathes, the canvas lives on Our philosophies, forever strong (forever strong) [Ending] The last note lingers as the city hums.