Foot steps on a silent night
High heels covers the night with a smell of fake leather
Refreshing the air from the coldness of the night

A moon lights the city
Filling it with unbelievable peace and tranquility
The city covers itself with dark
Only to get strike again
By the moon light aura

That night.

Like an endless echo in a dark deep cave
The sounds of her cheap shoes covers the city
With pain.

As low as she get's
As deep as she goes
As hard as the heels strike hard on the stone streets
She falls deeper,

That night.

Old men with the smell of alcohol in their mouth
Their word reflects the pain in her
She feels that sharp pain with every step
And the sounds tell her story ..

That city streets
Pleasure place for the city drunks-
The pain and shame for her
The money in her cheep purse
The red lipstick that got smeared

And the sound,
That never ending sound,
A slave to her job,
The city streets felt her warm tears
As they fell to the ground
Her feet started to hurt
But she never stoped
The steps were heared

And she ..
She never imagined that the sound
Will make her city so dark

That night.