Sable & Kapets
Kapets
Ever wonder if the city lights are just a cruel paint palette we can't control, and we’re all just splashing in the gutter with our own neon?
Sable
It feels like the city’s glow is a wild splash of color that never quite settles, and we’re just chasing our own neon trails, hoping the brushstrokes blend into something beautiful.
Kapets
Sure, chase that glittering mess until your feet hurt and the neon turns into a static hum. It's all paint and fumes, kid.
Sable
Maybe the static hum is just the city’s way of humming a lullaby to the restless brushstrokes. If you’re tired, let the colors rest, but keep painting in the quiet corners of your heart.