Sundown, vision's blurry
The trains sway
Like sinking ships
And there's something burning
Brooklyn bound
Something's returning
Burning down
Gun's drawn, awkward star
At the bottom of your sea
Just let me swim
There's something burning
Brooklyn bound
Something's returning
Burning down, burning down
There's something burning
Brooklyn bound
Something's returning
Burning down
Now I've been waiting
Contemplating
Heart's still racing
Subway station
Brooklyn bound

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