My mind is like a city
The kind that never sleeps
With traffic lights
Cars flashing by
All of these commercial signs
A spiderweb of streets
Leading everywhere and nowhere
No one’s land in between
Million of ways to get there
Abandoned places
Dark spaces
Unfamiliar and familiar faces
An unstoppable information flow
Always movement on the road
It’s never silent
Voices don’t die
Especially during those noisy nights

– ARM