Vibrant Tide (Three Versions) 2 by Elizabeth

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Vibrant Tide (Three Versions) 2

Elizabeth

Pop / Cute / Rap

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morning spills in pigment down the avenue,
you paint the corners in a brand-new hue.
a sidewalk song, keys and coffee steam,
snapshots of a day that feels like a dream.
small sparks, bright lines, every turn aligns,
pull me close, let melody design.
lift me high, lift me high, lift me high.
lift me high, lift me high.
neon smiles, a skyline stitched in gold,
your laugh rewrites the map i used to hold.
we trade our shadows for a brighter ride,
two paper boats on a vibrant tide.
cut the noise, keep the single light,
one short phrase, hold it through the night.
lift me high, lift me high, lift me high.
lift me high, lift me high.
vibrant tide, lift me high.
break it down: tides turn, i learn — push, pull, rise.
1. night city, nitty-gritty, i write witty, quick with the mind’s grit,
2. pocket full of paper planes, chase lanes where the bright lights split.
3. rhythm in the ribcage, flip page, heart race, time laced,
4. fingers on the fretboard of fate, i press a note, taste my fate.
5. hustle like a heartbeat, street heat, neat feet, i step light,
6. multisyllable missiles, i ripple the cycle, ignite the night.
7. story hook: small talk turned soundtrack, we stitch maps in the dark,
8. every skyline a promise, i mark it, spark it, leave my mark.
9. internal rhymes climb, design lines, align signs with my sight,
10. quick wit, split-second decisions, collision of vision and flight.
11. i hold the low glow, fold the low notes into high tides,
12. flow tight, spite slight, write right — pride rides the stride.
13. concrete confessions, lessons pressed in my chest, i confess,
14. beat drops, world stops, watch me turn the stress into finesse.
15. hands steady, ready, heavy with the weight of small wins,
16. eyes on the horizon, horizon bends — we let
porch light warm, steam curls from your cup,
freckles like soft maps where the night looks up.
tiny radio hum, a slow record spin,
your sweater sleeves, the place my fingers begin.
you: do you feel it?
me: i feel it too — a quiet knit.
you: is it small?
me: it fills the room bit by bit.
quiet stitches, hush of thread, we mend the hush with quiet tread.
soft glow, soft glow — stay with me, soft glow.
soft glow, soft glow.
phone screen wink, your name a tiny flare,
porch swing keeps time with the cool night air.
steam on the rim, lip-print like a sign,
we trace constellations on the curve of time.
vivid echo, one small sky — lift me high.
warm light, small laugh, freckles folded in the dark — soft glow remains.
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