Lyric

Neon veins pulse along the empty street

Each heartbeat rewinds, then skips a beat

Fragments of laughter scatter in the wind

I drive through places I’ve never been

Mirages flicker at the corner of my eyes

Time bends softly, then flies

Every moment stretches thin like glass

I am here, and yet I pass

Chronos mirage, tearing through the night

Folding all the fragments into light

Every shadow, every spark, every trace

Blurs into the speed I chase

Rain glimmers like forgotten poems

The city hums in chromatic tones

I drift through whispers of what once was

And what might come because

- Time fractures in waves of neon

- Memories fold and scatter as I run

Chronos mirage, tearing through the night

Folding all the fragments into light

Every shadow, every spark, every trace

Blurs into the speed I chase