Do you surf the neon tide?
Does your heartbeat glitch inside?
Morning pixels spill across a paper cup
Traffic hums in colors we can’t turn up
Ghosted plans drift by on a scrolling stream
We swipe through sunshine like a restless dream
When the echoes crowd your mind
Catch a spark the wires can’t find
Jump the loop and let it fly, paint the city bright
Turn the static into sparks lighting up the night
Hidden rhythms in your chest, thumping raw and right
Do you surf the neon tide?—ride the light
Sidewalk satellites reflect a random mood
Headphone galaxies adjust their attitude
Paper-wing intentions flutter out of view
But every vacant moment hides a debut
When the echoes crowd your mind
Catch a spark the wires can’t find
Unfold your phantom wings, climb the signal flare
Every strobe of quiet sings you back to air
Jump the loop and let it fly, paint the city bright
Turn the static into sparks lighting up the night
Hidden rhythms in your chest, thumping raw and right
Do you surf the neon tide?—own the light
