Brooklyn

There's traffic on the bridge

But the skyline shines with a certain light

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

When the rent's too high, we'll just buy cheaper wine

And hang on to see if whether the constellations hold together or not

Four years in Brooklyn

Happy birthday darlin'

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

We’ll both go down together

Free ourselves from gravity

And tumble through the dark

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 the constellations hold together

I never placed too much faith in the stars

I never placed too much faith in my heart

Or the siren call in 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