Lens of the Tides

[Verse - spoken word]
Crumbs of the storm in my palm, grain by grain
Echoes in the alley where the neon lights drain
Waves crash like the clock’s hands, chasing the shore
Fog cuts through the silence, I’m drowning in more
[Chorus]
Tides pull the lens, I’m lost in the blur
Shadows dance where the light can’t cure
The grain of the moment, it’s a fleeting lure
Hold your breath, the world’s a blur