sun's going down let's get together

on the bridge we'll meet up tonight



black pants red sweatshirt and brown bags

above the East River's northern lights



you see what I see

I thought it make believe

watched the sun rise

on my street



old cement makes for

a solid place to lay

bed of light grey

my bed of light grey



while I know it's letters

that can spell

I hear now it's words that can say



I decided to start writing less

and I'm talking more everyday



sixteen of our friends

a five seat bright red van

curbside view

turn off of grand



pound my steering wheel

we yell to the windshield

I'm finally home

I'm finally home





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no time for cameras

we'll use our eyes instead

no time for cameras

we'll be gone when we're dead

no time for cameras

we'll use our eyes instead

I see flashes of gold



every single car alarm we hear

we'll steal and throw through their window

my water comes straight from the tap

and those bottles are all just for show



I see that we're made of

more then blood and bones

see we're made of

sticks and stones



don't forget to breathe

need locks for your keys

don't forget to breathe now

forget to breathe now



no time for cameras

we'll use our eyes instead

no time for cameras

we'll be gone when we're dead

no time for cameras

we'll use our eyes instead

I see flashes of gold

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