Stretched on this city's grid   Sometimes I feel so well hid   Pinned to this city's grid   No sign to end or begin this capillary life   This capillary life, this capillary life      Streets are slender threads   To suspend the weight of consent   To days that never end   When all I want is more than they can send   This capillary life, this capillary life      Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?   Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?      This kind content reprise   Off course in veins of someone's time   This kind content reprise   Off course in veins of someone's time      Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?   Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?      Dream on the evening train, brakes scrape   A song through my hands   Turns to a barker's call   Wide awake, not to understand   This capillary life, this capillary life      Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?   Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?      Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?   Is it too late, is it too late   Is it too late to change my mind?