Blind Pilot - New York Lyrics
I hear the train all night, sound of it's wind blowing throughA subtle lapse... and I have a job to doWalking these cars walking all to sleep, to get to youBut I don't feel you stir beside me, and you're not in my morning hoursSome ties are made to break; some stocks grow high and green to rot awayAnd feel the weightAnd these lines tell the truth, these city veins answer all they doSo, could you keep me in the pulses, could you keep me in the soundI got wise and I got oldNot once, not once did I foldSo don't you nowMaybe you bet on me, while we were still young enough to know, to believeBut for every year you took, for every soft breath of love and learn, Believe meAnd don't keep me like you have me, and don't kiss me like you don'tI got wise and I got oldNot once, not once did I foldSo don't you nowSome land holds a home; some of my years only hold, me to roamBut I tell myself it's true, you see a home you see a man, you see it tooAnd I say don't you know you have her? Go on kiss her now you boyI got wise and I got oldNot once, not once did I foldSo don't you nowI got wise and I got oldNot once, not once did I foldSo don't you now
