You Can See a City From Here

You can see a city from here

You can see lights
And hills
And houses on hills
And places were people stick together
And endure together
And cook pasta together
Even on Wednesday nights

When you tend to believe
There is no living going on

From here you can see fields
Where there are soccer games
And late night kickball games
And kisses sneakily given and received
Underneath the bleachers
And in the cool shade of the dugout

You can see spots where snow piles up
And where snow never rests

Pristine pieces of green
That are kept that way
Regardless of the weather

You can see storm drains
That consistently pour out water
Even in the heat of July

You can see yellow dots
That mean windows
That mean family dinners
Or broken hearts
Or studying
Or phone calls
Or that someone has fallen asleep
And left the light on

You can see where the sky meets the living
And where the living meet the sky

You can see the cars going by on roads
Night and day, day and night

No matter where you look
There's someone traveling

Someone getting away
And someone coming home

And from here you can't tell which is which
And from here it's hard to see
Which you'd rather be

You can see a city from here
Now see if you can figure out
If all you want to do
Is see