Brooklyn

There's traffic on the bridge But the skyline shines with a certain light And I know you're sick of it But I know a Happy Hour nearby And there's a possibility That one day, things will get better For the huddled masses in between The shadows and the stars Floating empire Held up by fraying wire I'll cover you in winter Like a blanket by the fire And when the rent's too high We'll just buy cheaper wine And hang on to see if whether Constellations hold together or not Four years in Brooklyn And Happy Birthday, darling When we feel young again I'd like to take you dancing 'Cause there's a possibility That one day, things will get better For the huddled masses in between The shadows and the stars And there's a possibility We'll both go down together Free ourselves from gravity And tumble through the dark Floating empire Held up by fraying wire And I'll cover you in winter Like a blanket by the fire And when the rent's too high We'll just buy cheaper wine And hang on to see if whether Constellations hold together or not I never placed too much faith in the stars I never placed too much faith in my heart But the siren call of this chandelier city And inch-by-inch, we're breaking apart As we're rising through the dark From the sky, I bet the lights look pretty Floating empire Held up by fraying wire And I will cover you in winter Like a blanket by the fire When the rent's too high We'll just buy cheaper wine Hang on to see if whether Constellations hold together or not Or not