Pixelated Dawn

[Verse 1]
Sunrise filter on my morning brew
But the mountain mist holds a different hue.
Every story, a vibrant, perfect scene,
While Tuesday night feels a little less keen.

[Chorus]
Oh, the glow on the screen, a luminous art,
Hides the quiet ache in my pulsing heart.
Just a ghost in the frame, chasing the horizon's start.
This bittersweet shimmer, pulling us apart.

[Verse 2]
Coffee scent fades, rain taps on the pane,
A silent rhythm washing out the stain.
Kaleidoscopic smiles, a filtered, fleeting rush,
Real-time shadows in the evening's hush.

[Chorus]
Oh, the glow on the screen, a luminous art,
Hides the quiet ache in my pulsing heart.
Just a ghost in the frame, chasing the horizon's start.
This bittersweet shimmer, pulling us apart.

[Bridge]
This echo of a life, a reflection caught in light,
Before and after, through the blue hour of the night.
Waiting for a new spectrum, where my true colors bloom,
Beyond the digital room.

[Outro]
Still chasing that edge, where the true light waits.
Beyond these shimmering gates.