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brooklyn
02:44
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Are you nervous?
Self-serving?
Is this
In you best interest?
Are you there?
Are you here?
With the slightest sound
I swear I could hear you near
And these shoes
Are too big for me
I awoke in Brooklyn
And walked through the city
And this room
Is too big for me
With you on the opposite side
I feel like I shrink and subside
Something, oh something has to give
Please, please tell me what it is
Tell me , tell me what it is
Are you quiet?
Self deprecating?
Is this
In your best interest?
Are you there?
I am here
With the slightest sound
You could hear me near
Something, oh something has to give
Please, please tell me what it is
Tell me, tell me what it is
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2. |
beautiful night
04:36
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its right
that it was beautiful on the night you left
our goodbyes never occur when they should
so they never happen at all
we're are ongoing, moving, living
breathing;still
our pulses; checked
blood doesn't flow
and yet you would let it stop
if only we could stay like this forever
your tears drift onto my cheek,
and then they fall to my blanket
this room
will seem so vague
when the leaves change color,
the temperature drops
and i start counting miles
the moon
will wake me
and it'll be the next best thing to you
see
the thruway through my window
at sunrise,dusk,noon
i'll have
smoke filled lungs
high ceilings
accompanied by fancy liquor i'll
never be able to drink
and they're will be titles that i'll never read
but memories
of parks and
swings
will lie next to me when you cannot
moments that made me wish i had chosen differently
to evolve whatever it is i do with you
to evolve what it is i do with you
constantly by my side, by my side
and
snow will line my windowsill
flannel will line my bed
i'm not sleeping
i'm not eating but
i'm breathing,breathing
once i leave here
i'll cry for you
my body will ache
my head will be in two
my hands will be empty
my lungs will be cleaned
by the air of the green mountains
while yours are stained by 14th street
yes,
ghosts will walk my halls
my doors will lock
creaks and feet will wake me
your body will not
trains will run through my mind
they'll be drawn in my books
somehow i'll disguise
my sarcastic, lonely looks,
smoke signals from the thruway
carrier pigeons to you
i'm sending my love
it's the least i can do
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3. |
partner in crime
03:39
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brooklyn has showed me things i would'nt have been
able to learn any other way
from bus rides, pratt outside
you've got me smiling on the inside and outside everyday
you clasp tightly onto my arm
i am smiling all along driggs avenue
and
looking into those eyes of yours
i know
there's no one else id rather be standing next to
when
i say i love you
i am
saying that i need you by my side
your hand to hold, yours in mine
you
are my
partner in crime
could this be this is too good for me?
i cant believe you chose me
i hold tightly onto your hand
we are walking down mercer street
looking up at the sky above, i close my eyes, day dream
when
i say i love you
i am
saying that i wanna wake up next to your side
awake in the morning, look into your eyes and sigh
take on the day
with you
my partner in crime
we wake up, the sun on our faces
its years after the bus on bedford avenue
we've slept in, out the night before
and we are getting things down on our terms
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