New York is cold but I don't like where I'm living A tree lined highway, our humble beginning The houses are empty, nobody in the street See a flag in the sky, I look down at my feet
There's a house in the woods where nobody would hear us You light the candle and I'll hold the mirror And we'll find new ways to imagine ourselves We'll forget what they said about heaven and hell
And I'll give you my shame, give me your fear Make room for more we can hold dear
Our lady stands tall at the edge of the world Reminds me of you when you were only a girl Are your arms still crossed, you still standing on guard Do you still hold your breath as you drive past a graveyard
It's ten in the morning, you turn on the news Heard somebody talking ‘bout my right to choose See who has been rich, who has always been poor Who takes all that they need and then still asks for more
And I'm stepping on glass in all of my dreams But in the morning the blood has been wiped clean
We drove an hour and more just to look at the ocean I like to feel small in the big blue commotion My skin shies away from the February air Two hands hide in my pockets, wind blows through her hair
And the smoke rises up, builds a home in our bodies A woman seen leaving from the hotel lobby Not scared to burn in pursuit of the truth Now that woman is me just as much she is you
And the planes fell right out of the skies When I saw the hunger in your eyes And now they're drawing the borders of this land But I held the freedom in your hands I held the freedom in your hands
There's a house in the woods where nobody would hear us You light the candle and I'll hold the mirror And we'll find new ways to imagine ourselves We'll forget what they said about heaven and hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
