Broken Land

Silver tongues to wips
Seeing your dreams
swing from tall trees
Quick to tarnishing
Sweeping the streets
Brooklyn you’ve changed on me
Brooklyn you’ve changed on me
Somewhere this sailor’s romanced
I would set this sky on fire
If I was given the chance
But now how my heart it over flows
Cause I am feeling old
Cause I am feeling old
Oh what I give to start
Over and over again
I’d rather believe
You are on my side
Ignorance is my sweetest friend
Ignorance is my sweetest friend
Where are my friends
I hear them singing in the streets
Where are my lungs
I lost them between my sheets
Cause all the sweet memories
(All the sweet memories)
Bring on such misery
(Bring on such misery)
Brooklyn you’ve changed on me
(Brooklyn you’ve changed on me)
Brooklyn you’ve changed on me