Desire only takes you so far; there's another hundred blocks to walk
Ten stories tall in the sun heat islands around your heart
Lines on the street run on loose leaf, meet at points blotted with ink
Pages fill with your scrawl; marking the city as you are
The line you draw connects paper cups
Crossing our bodies walking our talk
I'm drawn to you; you write by me
I situate myself in your life you rewrite the scene
Static from scraping feet generates electricity
Stories light up the night
Coloring books
With a million lines
Writing yourself free
Where you can believe
Possibilities
Inside the deadness you feel
Writing yourself free
Far from what you fear
Where your life can't be
Overtaken by surroundings
Take yourself down paper and pen
There you are you see what you meant
Polished harder determined
To make yourself over again and again