Answer:
Searing 'cross the pitch-black skies I scream in celebration Yet moments later my outburst through I am naught but imagination.
I can be winding and I can be straight. I can be smooth and I can be rough. Sometimes both. I start out black but fade to brown. My favorite colors are yellow and white and I love stripes and dashed lines.
I encourage people to run home and steal
I stink in living but when dead smells good.
What has an eye but cannot see?
Though not a plant, has leaves. Though not a beast, has spine. Though many wouldn't need this thing, It's more valuable than wine.