歌词
[Verse]
In the city of shadows where the streetlights glow,
There's a story 'bout a turtle movin' oh so slow.
He's got places to go, but it's hard to reach his goal,
With cars whizzin' by, it's a treacherous patrol.
Down the avenue, he takes a step, just one,
Underneath the moonlight, his journey's just begun.
His shell's heavy, burdened with the weight of his pace,
But that turtle's got a determination, a look on his face.
[Verse 2]
Turtledoves, they whisper as they flutter through the trees,
"Will he ever make it across, oh, please, oh, please?"
The neon signs flicker, casting shadows on the path,
As the turtle keeps movin', defyin' fate's cruel wrath.
[Chorus]
Oh, the midnight on the avenue, where dreams are hard to find,
The turtle keeps on movin', leaving all his fears behind.
With every step he takes, under the pale moon's light,
He's a hero of the night, in his slow and steady fight.
[Verse 3]
The jazz band plays a tune, a smoky bar serenade,
Echoes through the alleys where the memories never fade.
Street cats pause to watch, with eyes like emerald stars,
As the turtle braves the danger of those rushing metal cars.
A saxophone wails softly, like a distant lover's plea,
Guiding our slow traveler with its soulful melody.
He's got a heart of gold, beneath that hardened shell,
And a story to be told, if only streets could tell.
[Bridge]
He's not alone in his struggle, though his journey's all his own,
In the stillness of the night, a community has grown.
The city holds its breath, in this quiet midnight spell,
Watching as the turtle conquers every step, every hell.
[Chorus]
Oh, the midnight on the avenue, where dreams are hard to find,
The turtle keeps on movin', leaving all his fears behind.
With every step he takes, under the pale moon's light,
He's a hero of the night, in his slow and steady fight.
[Outro]
And as the dawn approaches, with the morning's gentle kiss,
The turtle finds his haven, in a world so vast, so brisk.
His journey's etched in silence, on the pavement's cold embrace,
A testament to courage, in this city's hidden grace.
[End]
