Some things are dangerous to remember
Nights flying through streets
Lights flashing—sending signals
Time slowing—now racing
Every corner a new portal
Every cluster of people a new stage
I played those nights for all they were worth
Behind each tinted window
I saw a thrill
Those manic nights had power
There I met my match
There are limits to our powers
And now I know mine well
But remembering those nights
Sends a shiver through knotted neurons
Remembering the time they wanted it all