Late night tranquil city

Every time I pass through this city center at night, with its sky scrappers' colorful lights. 
Silent. 
Quiet. 
Just some mellow music from the car's audio, keeps singing with long, high pitch, tearing the skies above. Blue.
Yellow. 
Red. 
Green. 
Then Phil Collins sings 'All of my life,'. 
And the halogen lamps blink. 
And I sing too. 
I love the tranquility of the city center late at night, 
where I can pretend, that everything's all right. 
Like the roads can pretend 
that the vehicles can speed in this part of the city 
like now.

September 28, 2012