Cairo, you don’t whisper
You shimmer
Like heat off stone

Limestone giants, dark on the ridge
Phone screens glow on the river bridge
Tour lights blink like they own the scene
But the back street breathes in kerosene
Gold perfume, dust on skin
A laugh, a glare, a bargain grin
I’m learning fast, don’t stare too long
The city hears you thinking

Steps on the pavement, pulse in my jaw
I came for the myth, I found the raw
And every alley bends the sound
Like metal warmed, then hammered down

Cairo, keep that flame on
I’m not done, I’m not gone
Hold my name in your night wind
Let it sting, let it soften
Cairo, turn the lights strange
Make my fear rearrange
If the sky’s got a message
Let it land, let it land

Mint tea steam, sweat on glass
Old stone watches traffic pass
A wedding drum in a distant lane
Then a siren cuts the same refrain
Someone counts bills under marble bright
Someone counts minutes to make it night
I don’t fix it, I don’t preach
I just carry what I reach

My shadow long on a cracked tile floor
I feel the future at a closed shop door
And the air tastes sharp, electric, thin
Like history humming under my skin

Cairo, keep that flame on
I’m not done, I’m not gone
Hold my name in your night wind
Let it sting, let it soften
Cairo, turn the lights strange
Make my fear rearrange
If the sky’s got a message
Let it land, let it land

I thought I wanted clean answers
But you gave me real questions
I saw my own face in a shop window
And it looked older
I let the night rewrite me
Line by line
Breath by breath

Cairo, keep that flame on
I’m not done, I’m not gone
Hold my name in your night wind
Let it sting, let it soften
Cairo, turn the lights strange
Make my fear rearrange
If the sky’s got a message
Let it land, let it land

Night in the limestone
Cairo in my throat
I leave with the dust still glowing