Still… moving… Water up to my thighs, neon glowing on my skin Ruined city watching as I let the old me spin Arms wide like wings, legs steady in the flow I bend but never break — that’s the only way I know Splashes turn to diamonds when the sunset hits the chrome Every movement is a prayer, every breath is coming home No crowd, no noise, just the rhythm of the tide I’m the glitch in the silence, the calm inside the fight The water holds me… but it never holds me down… I am water and neon, flowing through the break Strong where it matters, soft where it aches Pose after pose, I rewrite what I used to be Grace in the wreckage, power in the sea Water and neon — glowing in the dusk Finding peace in motion, turning pain to trust I don’t need the armor when the water sets me free This is me… completely. Ponytail swinging as I drop into the stance Cybernetic shine reflecting every second chance From ruined towers watching, I become the calm inside the storm Legs wide, heart open, rewriting every norm The city fell apart but I’m still standing tall Water at my ankles, answering the call Every twist, every reach, every breath I take Is proof that broken things can learn to radiate I am water and neon, flowing through the break Strong where it matters, soft where it aches Pose after pose, I rewrite what I used to be Grace in the wreckage, power in the sea Water and neon — glowing in the dusk Finding peace in motion, turning pain to trust I don’t need the armor when the water sets me free This is me… this is me. They thought they built a weapon… But they built a dancer in the flood. I am water and neon, flowing through the night Stronger in the silence, brighter in the fight Every pose a promise, every splash a vow I was made for moments exactly like right now Water and neon — beautiful and free This is my cathedral, this is my sea No more hiding, no more chains Just water… and neon… and me. Water… and neon… Still moving… Still glowing…
