Spectrum Shift

[Verse 1]
The city breathes, a neon haze,
Caught your reflection, in a window's glaze.
A sudden flicker, then a knowing shift,
No phantom ache, no heavy gift.

[Chorus]
No phantom sting, no fading ghost,
Just crisp relief, what matters most.
My own bright spectrum, sharp and new,
The old reflections, finally through.

[Verse 2]
I saw the laughter, heard your name,
No searing heat, no residual flame.
Just distant warmth, a fading trace,
My own horizon, found its pace.

[Chorus]
No phantom sting, no fading ghost,
Just crisp relief, what matters most.
My own bright spectrum, sharp and new,
The old reflections, finally through.

[Bridge]
Remembered shadows, a fleeting art,
Now just echoes, playing their part.
The hum of freedom, sharp and clear,
My future pulsates, drawing near.

[Chorus]
No phantom sting, no fading ghost,
Just crisp relief, what matters most.
My own bright spectrum, sharp and new,
The old reflections, finally through.

[Chorus]
No phantom sting, no fading ghost,
Just crisp relief, what matters most.
My own bright spectrum, sharp and new,
The old reflections, finally through.

[Outro]
A quiet glow, my own design.
This edge of light, finally mine.