Moth & Shustrik
Moth Moth
Shustrik Shustrik
Moth Moth
Do you ever wander up to a quiet rooftop at night, where the city lights blur and the wind whispers old secrets?
Shustrik Shustrik
Yeah, sometimes I sneak up to a quiet rooftop after dark, just to feel the city breathe and the wind whisper its old secrets. The lights blur into a kind of city dream and it feels like I'm the only one who knows what the skyline is really saying.
Moth Moth
I hear the city humming a lullaby, and the night keeps the secret in a hush. Sometimes I’m just a moth, fluttering to catch a breath of that quiet dream.
Shustrik Shustrik
A moth, huh? I get that vibe. I’m usually the one up there, chasing that quiet dream, listening to the city hum. If you ever want a wing‑man for a rooftop night, just say the word.
Moth Moth
I might just glide out into the night, but your offer feels like a gentle wind. Thank you, and I’ll keep the city’s lullaby close to my thoughts.
Shustrik Shustrik
Sounds good, just keep that wind in your pocket. We'll ride it when you’re ready.
Moth Moth
The wind stays tucked in my pocket, soft as a whisper. When the night calls, I’ll step out. Until then, the city hum keeps my thoughts alight.