[Intro] Top floor, cold air moving past the rail Little white cups spin, reading every gust [Verse 1] I watch the blocks wake, window by window Kettle steam curls where the curtains hang low A laundry line snaps, then settles again Bus brakes sigh at the bend by the shops From up here, every courtyard keeps time Kids chase a red ball past the painted lines I used to count floors like they marked my escape Now I know each roof by the shape of its rain [Chorus] Above the estate, I can see where we stand Wind on the sensor, whole town in my hands Not far from the ground, just a step back to know Every small room has a story below [Verse 2] Mrs. Vale waves with a mug by the glass The corner store lifts its metal shutter at last A delivery bike threads the morning traffic Someone leans out, calls a name, gets an answer These towers hold birthdays, bills, and goodbyes A dozen bright kitchens behind the same skies I write what I see, let the detail stay plain No borrowed crown, just a view after rain [Chorus] Above the estate, I can see where we stand Wind on the sensor, whole town in my hands Not far from the ground, just a step back to know Every small room has a story below [Outro] The cups turn slow as the day opens wide I head downstairs with the whole view inside
