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'll 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'll get better

For the huddled masses in between

The shadows and the stars

And there's a possibility

That we'll both go down together

Or 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 the 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