A monotone painting of a city
Sepia tones in the light
The lifeless hues of the day
Will fade with the coming of night
For when the dark takes over
The Night People come out to play
And with them all sorts of vibrant hues
Invisible to the eye in the sun's ray
They race down the streets with their paints
Their brushes in the opposite hand
And they sling the paint upon the walls
With colours so wondrous and grand
A rave over here, a bar over there
A twenty four hour arcade
Street lamps a plenty to light up the night
So that no one will ever be afraid
The children will sleep and the adults will rest
But the young and the restless will run
For this is their time, this is their home
Awake they'll stay until the sun