[VERSE 1] I’m alone in a room with the blinds half-open, Sun crawls left to right like a gold slow token. Coffee rings count days on the desk I’ve dented, Seasons blur their edges; the calendar’s invented. Six a.m. here; nine there on the seaboard, Two in Dublin where the rain loves keyboards, Six-thirty Mumbai, and the line still flickers— I nod at the screen while the daylight bickers. [PRE-CHORUS] My name on a call sheet, mute light humming, Gridlines marching, deadlines drumming. I watch the pixels kiss in perfect rows, Blue, red, green—everything glows. [CHORUS / HOOK] Same sun, different time—still online, still online. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. Same sun, different time—keep me fine, keep me fine. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. [VERSE 2] Summer into autumn, no one marks the handover, Just a warmer hoodie and a colder shoulder. Giant glass face pours neon rivers, RGB hymns through the fan’s small shivers. I chase a pixel to its flawless corner, Zoom until the world gets smaller and warmer. My past arcs wide like a perfect arrow; The future is a hallway growing narrow. [PRE-CHORUS] My name in the credits, faint like static, Greatest hits boxed, still problematic. I iron the edges till the math aligns, Blue, red, green—endless designs. [CHORUS / HOOK] Same sun, different time—still online, still online. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. Same sun, different time—keep me fine, keep me fine. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. [BRIDGE] I’m scared. I’m bored. I’m bleeding money. I’m questioning myself when the calls stop coming. I’m scared. I’m bored. I'm bleeding money — The future's uncertain -- nothing's funny. Tell me the graph turns north by morning, Tell me the burn rate slows its burning. Tell me the door I need is formingBlue, red, green in a marching lattice, Seasons fade in a silent practice. Same sun, different time—still online, still online. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. Same sun, different time—keep me fine, keep me fine. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line. [POST / TAG] Blue, red, green in a marching lattice, Seasons fade in a silent practice. Same sun, different time—still online, still online. Same sun, different time—I’m on the line, on the line.
