Standing on a tower of thoughts

The traffic's paralysed...

My eyes are sinking pretty deep
Let's stop and take another trip
To wake my mind that always strange
All thoughts are clearly rearranged...

The world looks ably ised

Can't get a sense of what I write
Looks like I made another flight
To think in nightly pouring trance
To meet the moon with golden glance...

The people are small-sized...

Let's stop again and think of it
Of what? I feel like it's a cheat
I tricked my head and once again
I'm falling down towards my brain...

It's full of wise...