Finite Black by Manic Pixel Dilemma

Pouring rain and the streets they shine of blue
City lights giving off fluorescent hues
Saturn waits just above the skyline
We’re better off admitting that we’re fine

‘Open’ signs complement the watered panes
I go inside and talk about the rain
This little place I swear it takes me back
Where the stars meet under finite black

I find I am whole again despite the ways of doubt. Find the joy that lights me up again.

• Electronic
• Quad Cities
• chillwave
• Colona