Lyric

Do you drift in billboard glare?

Can you spark through static air?

Tuesday rain taps code on a window train

Billboard jokes flash bright, then fade again

Soda fizz under street-lamp stain

We trade our yawns for caffeine flame

When the signal starts to fray

Hold the pause and taste the gray

Flip the page of buzzing lights, let the silence sing

Turn the hum into a beat only real hearts bring

Paper kites above the wires, cutting cautious rings

Do you drift in billboard glare?—spread your wings

Pocket screens bloom wild like a tethered rose

Thumbs chase miles no compass knows

Midnight store lights hum their prose

We catch soft echoes where the crosswalk glows

When the signal starts to fray

Hold the pause and taste the gray

Trace the quiet through the noise, let the street sigh slow

Every flicker finds a voice, soft enough to grow

Flip the page of buzzing lights, let the silence sing

Turn the hum into a beat only real hearts bring

Paper kites above the wires, cutting cautious rings

Do you drift in billboard glare?—feel the swing