Empty Streets

Streets stretched silent, barren, bare

Echoes hang in the heavy air

Shadows lurk where life once swayed

A hollow town where dreams decayed

Boarded windows, rusted signs

Forgotten faces, vacant lines

Once was laughter, once was light

Now it fades into the night

In this empty street, the silence cries

A haunting sound where the spirit dies

A town that lost its pulse, its soul

Left with shadows to fill the hole

Once the people, packed and loud

Now the emptiness wears a shroud

Voices echo, brittle and thin

Where the laughter used to spin

Nothing moves, the clocks don't tick

The air is thick, the walls feel sick

A memory trapped, held too tight

In the grip of this endless night

Oh, in this empty street, we wander slow

Through ghostly steps we used to know

A town that's lost, that once was bright

Now swallowed by the endless night

And as the mist rolls in so cold

The empty streets, the tales they hold

We drift along in haunted sound

In this empty street, this ghostly town