Rivers and Roads

Rivers and roads
They look the same from here…
A map of green squares
Everything I saw on my way here is now below me
Show me everywhere I’ve been from here
The world felt so big…
But it looks so small
I guess it really is
Am I in heaven?
Or a plane in the window seat?
Looking at everything covered in clouds
Like a dream
Rivers and roads
They all like the same
Just lines everywhere
I just washed my soul in them yesterday
I took six months getting through that stuff
And I’ll be back home in six hours