Where neon dreams collide.
In a world where neon dreams collide, I drift through twilight's electric tide, Lost in vaporwave's pastel embrace, A synthwave city, an endless chase.
Skyscrapers hum with a digital glow, Where palm trees in pixels forever grow, A liquid skyline, a pastel blur, Echoes of memories that never were.
Chrome reflections in the midnight rain, As neon signs pulse in a looping refrain, Endless highways of a static sky, A realm where forgotten futures lie.
Fuchsia and cyan paint the air, A timeless city without a care, Glitches dance on the edge of sight, In this retro-futuristic night.
Elevators rise to nowhere fast, Through corridors of the cyber past, Ghosts of the '80s whisper low, In a place where time refuses to flow.
Arcade echoes and distant chimes, A soundtrack of fractured, endless rhymes, Lost in loops of a VHS haze, In this dreamscape, forever I'll gaze.
So I'll wander these endless streets, Where nostalgia and future meet, Lost in a vaporwave world so vast, A shimmering echo of the past.
