Night flees

"The Fleeting Night" (Cut-Up Extended Version) 1. Midnight keys / hum a crooked tune, Fingers slip / on pearl-black moon, The bed’s a raft / in static sea, Art gnaws what’s left of me. 2. Tempo ghosts / in the monitor’s glow, Sharp as teeth / soft as shadow, A voice unspools / like tape decay, Chorus drags the dawn away. 3. (Refrain Fractured) Night flees — (no hope) — Screen-burned eyes — (no rope) — Songs like hooks — (no shore) — Compose my fall — (once more) — 4. Piano spine / cracks in thirds, Lyrics swarm / like clipped-wing birds, The click-track laughs / inside my skull, A metronome pulls me full. 5. (Mirror Verse) The cliff’s edge / types back in code, Morse regrets / down a frayed node, Static choir / hums my name, Sleep’s just debt / I’ll never claim. 6. Blue-hour glitch / melts the frame, Every note / wears hunger’s name, Hands ache — (clock eats the sky) — Still the keys / demand reply. 7. (Refrain Reversed) (Once more) — fall my compose — (No shore) — hooks like songs — (No rope) — eyes screen-burned — (No hope) — flees night — 8. (Outro: Collapse) The staff’s a net / I sewed with faults, Sharp rests carve / vaults in the walls, Dawn? A skipped track / on the album’s rim, Art’s the thief / I let back in.