A.l.a Music - Night Drive

Neon bleeding through the dying neon glass.
Watching all the lonely strangers pass.
One twelve beats are counting down the time.
Searching for a reason or a rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme, rhyme.
Drive away into the deep unknown.
In this crowded world, we're not alone.
Let the old melody heal your soul.
Let the hypnotic rhythm take control.
Through the shadows of the eastern night.