Capillary Roads

Lines in hands and cracks in walls, I hear the traffic come to halt Stopping, starting to explain the roots that keep me grounded In a way I'd say I am the kite floating up in the night sky At the same time I am the grate that your feet touch every time that you leave From the room I look straight down at the people on the ground A loudmouth man with sturdy frame, a woman draped on him like a lampshade I lie still studying these roads like veins, capillaries This antiquated normalcy that never got me from point a to b. So I'll walk down and explore the landscape The skyline looks so picturesque but I'm stuck wondering If you're alone at home, twenty streets inbetween My rooftop and your room in this noisy city It seems there's more at stake than there's ever been before I'd love to take you with me down these capillary roads Down to where it all ends and the stars cover the sky 'Cause the city skyline ain't nothing Compared to your eyes