Brooklyn, New York
they’re filling up all the spaces, they’re covering up the ground.
i hated the beach until you brought me there.
digging through these basement drawers, to see where i am from, cuz the websites only tell me my name’s a tricky one...
let’s drive to the city tonight, this town’s too quiet
by the time you’d left, i’d lost my tin, i had no hat to cave in. and when those ladies sang their song...