Phantom & Largo
Phantom Phantom
Largo Largo
Phantom Phantom
Have you ever noticed how a quiet street at night turns into a song you can almost hear?
Largo Largo
Yeah, I’ve been there. The streetlights flicker like a low drumbeat, the distant car engine hums a bass line, and the wind in the trees adds a soft background chord. It’s a quiet, almost imperceptible song that just sits in the air, waiting to be caught by a musician’s ear.
Phantom Phantom
The city’s rhythm is there, just out of sight, for the ears that choose to notice.
Largo Largo
You're right, the city hums a quiet soundtrack, only audible when you pause and let your ears breathe.
Phantom Phantom
Exactly. Sometimes the best notes are the ones you barely hear.
Largo Largo
True. Those quiet, almost invisible notes stay with you long after the city’s clamor fades.
Phantom Phantom
It’s the city’s memory, a ghostly echo that lingers.