17 November 2012
On the move through the lights, strange people walk by in multi-colored tights.
Fashion kill, I'm so reserved, a splash of color, vibrant sights i'm served.
Japanese beauties at ever turn, to suck up the culture is what I yearn.
I see the Tokyo Tower as I make the corner's turn, some soba for dinner, is what I truly yearn.
Anime shops quickly grab my glance, an escape from reality, time to take a chance.
A culture so alive, it moves by so fast, which excitement this evening, will be my very last.
We jump into a karaoke bar, we will end the evening there, I end the party right, with some Elvis flare.
Tokyo Lights • Opuss № I