New Hall Street With Wheels On My Feet

16 days ago
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Q: “Thank you. In the, in the year 2023, it’s astonishing to me that you answer that question without mentioning the word slavery.”
On New Hall Street, with wheels on my feet,
Gliding through the shadows where the night feels sweet.
Moonlight dances, casting silver glow,
Venus shining bright, guiding where I go.
I’m one acquainted with the night’s embrace,
Skating through the stillness, finding my own space.
The city's heartbeat fades, lost in the past,
I’m outskating dreams, moving oh so fast.

[Chorus]
Rolling through the silence, lost in my flight,
Underneath the stars, I own the night.
The trees are lovely, dark, and deep,
With every push and glide, my worries sleep.
On this silent journey, I feel so free,
Just the wheels and me, writing my own story.

[Verse 2]
Sidewalk chalk beneath, colors bright and bold,
Every line a memory, every story told.
The world whispers secrets, the moon keeps watch,
Every turn, every twist, feels like a swatch.
I carve out my path in the midnight air,
Lost in the beauty, feeling light as a feather.
Each moment unfolds like a rolling song,
With wheels on my feet, where I truly belong.

[Chorus]
Rolling through the silence, lost in my flight,
Underneath the stars, I own the night.
The trees are lovely, dark, and deep,
With every push and glide, my worries sleep.
On this silent journey, I feel so free,
Just the wheels and me, writing my own story.

[Bridge]
And as I skate away from the city lights,
I feel the pulse of the universe ignite.
The rhythm of the night is my heartbeat’s song,
In this moment, I know exactly where I belong.

[Chorus]
Rolling through the silence, lost in my flight,
Underneath the stars, I own the night.
The trees are lovely, dark, and deep,
With every push and glide, my worries sleep.
On this silent journey, I feel so free,
Just the wheels and me, writing my own story.

[Outro]
On New Hall Street, with dreams that won’t fade,
I skate under the moon, where memories are made.
With wheels on my feet, I glide through the dark,
The night is my canvas, and this journey’s my art.

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