(Verse 1) The last bus left an hour ago The rain is painting the asphalt slow I count the windows where the lights are dead And feel the silence where the city bled The neon signs are holding their breath As if they're waiting for something like death Or maybe just morning – I can't tell anymore This town feels like a closing door (Pre-chorus) One by one, they start to go The orange halos, the tired glow I used to run toward the bright Now I just watch them say goodnight (Chorus) Fading streetlights, one by one The night is coming undone The city's pulse is getting weak And I can finally hear myself speak No more sirens, no more crowds Just the lonely rain and the moving clouds I'm not afraid of the dark inside I'm afraid of the streetlights that have died (Verse 2) There's a bench where we used to kiss Now it's just another forgotten wish The lamppost flickers like a memory That doesn't know how to set itself free A dog barks somewhere, then stops A curtain moves, a shadow drops The last convenience store closes its gate And the city begins to hibernate (Pre-chorus) The further I walk, the fewer remain Each one surrenders to the rain I thought the lights would always guide me home But now I wander through the foam (Chorus) Fading streetlights, one by one The night is coming undone The city's pulse is getting weak And I can finally hear myself speak No more sirens, no more crowds Just the lonely rain and the moving clouds I'm not afraid of the dark inside I'm afraid of the streetlights that have died (Bridge) Was it me who turned away? Or did the city just decide to fade? We used to be so bright, so loud Now I'm a stranger in my own hometown The last light flickers up ahead Like a promise that I once misread It blinks twice – then gives up the fight And I stand here, wrapped in the night (Instrumental break – soft piano and ambient city sounds) [Distant thunder, a single car passing, footsteps on wet pavement] (Final chorus – softer, broken, more intimate) Fading streetlights… almost gone The night has already won The city's heart is cold and weak And I've forgotten how to speak No more shadows, no more shapes Just the emptiness the darkness drapes I'm not afraid anymore, not even a little I've become the dark where the streetlights used to flicker (Outro – spoken/sung whisper) "The last one went out at 3:47." "I stood there for a while." "And for the first time…" "The city felt like mine." [Fading piano note, sound of soft rain, then silence]