The Watcher by Under Morrigans Spell
The Watcher
Verse 1
Streetlights flicker in the midnight rain,
Shadows stretch along the windowpane.
I sip my coffee, let the smoke curl high,
While the city hums a lullaby.
Feet shuffle past on the cobblestone,
Faces drift, but I walk alone.
Time slides by like a river unseen,
And I’m caught between the might-have-been.
Chorus 1
I’m the watcher, I’m the quiet eye,
Seeing lifetimes pass me by.
Every heartbeat, every sigh,
A story fleeting, I can’t deny.
I linger in the spaces in between,
Where the city sleeps and dreams unseen.
Verse 2
Neon glows in a crimson haze,
Taxi horns wail like a smoky maze.
I count the clocks in the midnight bars,
Each one marking my invisible scars.
People dancing in a world that spins,
While I’m just listening to the jazz within.
Every laughter, every tear,
A fleeting echo only I can hear.
Chorus 2
I’m the watcher, tracing lines of time,
Feeling the rhythm, the silent rhyme.
Every whisper, every glance,
A fleeting shadow in the endless dance.
I move along, but I don’t belong,
Just the pulse of the city keeps me strong.
Bridge
The clock hands crawl, the night unfolds,
Stories untold in silver and gold.
A lonely trumpet cries through the air,
And I’m still sitting, still standing there.
Verse 3
Rain taps softly on the rooftop glass,
Moments melt and then they pass.
I see the lovers in the café glow,
A fleeting warmth I’ll never know.
Footsteps echo down an empty lane,
Dreams of the city run through my vein.
I’m tethered here to the silent street,
Where past and present quietly meet.
Chorus 3
I’m the watcher, in a world that flies,
Tracing the stories behind strangers’ eyes.
Every heartbeat, every sigh,
A fleeting miracle that drifts on by.
I breathe the night, I drink the scene,
A lonely soul in a city’s dream.
Outro
The dawn will break, the streets awake,
But I’ll remain in the moments I take.
Watching time like a whispered friend,
A lonely city soul until the end.
Yes, I watch, I wait, I roam,
But in the city’s pulse, I find my home.