Neon Horizons

Sunset violet, streaks of gold and lime

The ink begins to shimmer, ahead of its time

(Yeah, watch her glow)

She trades the denim for a leather-bound spark

Walking like a lantern through the encroaching dark

The constellations on her arm start to hum and heat

Tracing neon patterns on the city street

She’s got a pocketful of starlight, a heart full of "yes"

Never blending in, never having to guess

The red hearts on her sleeve turn to rubies in the light

She’s the vivid exclamation in the middle of the night.

This is her, neon and bold, casting a glare

Violet skies, electric pulse in the evening air

She wears her truth in glow and fearless grace

Her anthem’s rising, filling up the neon space

(Sing it loud, sing it clear)

The world turns to technicolor when she walks by

Reflecting all the beauty in her cobalt eye

She’s got a new verse written in a permanent line

A map of every victory, a signal and a sign

The background faces blur into a pastel dream

But she’s the high-definition in the steady stream

She tilts her head back, laughs at the moon

The night is her canvas, and she’s coming in soon.

No shadow can catch her, she’s moving too fast

Leaving all the "maybe" and the "no's" in the past

She’s the comic-book hero that the world needs now

With a pocketful of fire and a silver-lined brow.

This is her, neon and bold, casting a glare

Violet skies, electric pulse in the evening air

She wears her truth in glow and fearless grace

Her anthem’s rising, filling up the neon space

Deep roots, high flights

She’s the queen of the summer nights

One grin, one spark

She’s the one who redefined the dark

The pulse keeps jumping, the ink stays true

She’s showing every color that she ever knew.

She reaches for the horizon, pulls it down like a sheet

Wrapped in the magic of the rhythmic beat

Every tattoo tells a story of a battle won

She’s the daughter of the moon and the sister of the sun

The denim might be gone but the courage stayed the same

She doesn't need an intro, the world knows her name.

This is her, neon and bold, casting a glare

Violet skies, electric pulse in the evening air

She wears her truth in glow and fearless grace

Her anthem’s rising, filling up the neon space

Let the colors overflow.

Let the ink lead the way.

She’s the neon horizon.

Better than yesterday.

(Yeah, better than ever)

Keep the panels singing...