Beyond the veil, neon whispers dance,
Shadows flirt with the edge of light,
Embrace the silent song of yo-yo moons,
For all is rhythm, tick-tock lullabies.

Invisible paths of dreams untold,
Echo the watchmaker's whims,
Paint the metaphors that stare,
Into the dizzy, opaque dawn.

Follow the murmur of gears within,
As the clock unwinds its gentle wail,
Tickling the ethereal brow of night,
Spoken in fog between life's mere sighs.