Above the rooftops

Mmm, hmm

Concrete sky above the tram lines

Smoke and satellites and cranes

I lean out over the city breathing in its quiet pain

My hands remember colder rivers

Stones and prayer flags in the rain

Now it's neon on the asphalt and a stranger says my name

Every roof becomes a mountain

When the streetlights start to glow

If I close my eyes I'm walking

Where the high winds used to blow

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Far from the rivers that raised me

Lights below me flicker like a prayer

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Holding the echoes that shaped me

Half in this city, half in thinner air

Pigeons circle like lost kites here

Sirens fade into the blue

I trace a map upon the chimneys

Every shadow points to you

In my pocket folded sunrise

From a valley sharp and wide

All the snowfields in my memory

Melt into these city lights

Every roof becomes a mountain

When the windows start to shine

And this narrow ledge of concrete

Feels like an ancient fragile shrine

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Far from the rivers that raised me

Lights below me flicker like a prayer

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Holding the echoes that shaped me

Half in this city, half in thinner air

If I fall, may I fall like snow

Soft and slow, on all I'll know

If I go, may I go like rain

Back to the hills that said my name

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Till all the streetlights fade to blue

Every distant star a village

Every glow a home like you

I'm still singing above the rooftops

Till the dawn unhooks this night

Standing on this borrowed skyline

Drawing mountains out of light