Back To Brooklyn

Story goes we got lost again

These tattered maps, they don't have an end

Stay the course and all the stars align

Every path goes back to where they were before flight

We turn around and go past all the signs

We travel better when there's no guide

All the things we wanted to be

We could have when we're back home

We're always going somewhere

As long as we both know

All these roads lead back to Brooklyn

Doesn't matter where we go

So tell me how to get to you then

If I'm gone, then I'm lost so call me home

We don't need to pretend

Maybe we can climb out of the deep end

Like when we used to party on the weekends

I only got 3 friends, where did all the others go?

Why is all I have an open lane on empty road?

Yeah, the traffic is bad and mom when I get home

I promise I'll actually laugh, so many places that I've been

Where I'm stuck in my path yeah, no matter what

I go back where I am, I guess it all depends

On whether or not I'm holding this night close

But I'ma keep it till the lights go

All these roads lead back to Brooklyn

Doesn't matter where we go

So tell me how to get to you then

If I'm gone, then I'm lost so call me home

Chasing such a normal life, I got Brooklyn on my mind

Said I'm wasting what I know is mine

Maybe you could come this time