Lyric

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