Deep Tide Trace

[Verse 1]
Screen glow paints a perfect wave, a filtered, blue lagoon.
My kitchen clock ticks slow, under a pale Santiago moon.
They see the climb, the sun-kissed peak, the easy, rising tide.
But not the silent undertow, where lonely moments hide.

[Chorus]
This deep current runs through volcanic rock,
No fleeting filter can ever block.
I'm standing here, at the horizon trace,
Authentic rhythm, in this lonely space.

[Verse 2]
The salt spray stings my eyes here, miles from a familiar shore.
Another Tuesday, quiet hum, knocking at my closed door.
They scroll past cracks in city walls, the rough edges of the day,
But these deep trenches shape my soul, and show me the true way.

[Chorus]
This deep current runs through volcanic rock,
No fleeting filter can ever block.
I'm standing here, at the horizon trace,
Authentic rhythm, in this lonely space.

[Bridge]
The moon's pull strong, it shifts the sand beneath my feet,
Beyond the mirage glow, where honest currents meet.
This truth I carry, a coral reef, slowly, surely grown.

[Outro]
Yeah, the horizon trace, my real, raw home.
A powerful tide, I'm never alone.