[Intro]
City hum, neon rain, paint waking up.
[Verse]
Broadway bricks breathe color, waking with the night,
A mural dancer steps out, velvet wings in light.
[Chorus]
Art comes alive on the streets of New York,
Colors marching to the subway’s heartbeat.
Painted heroes rise, bright against the chrome,
Every wall a whisper, every corner a throne.
[Bridge]
Crowds stop and smile as sketches start to sing,
The city wears a living gallery in spring.
[Outro]
Alive on the avenues, the art finds its voice.
