59 Grand
A church spire so bright and cold in the night
Stabs at the moon and bleeds red sunlight
On the New Jersey pike
You took a bus Upstate I guess
I should not compare you with the rest
But sometimes I still do
The cold air is thick and I've just stayed sick
Are you thinking of me, have you met someone yet
Well, I met someone new too
She lives near the bridge next to the train
That shakes the brick walls and it keeps me awake
Staring at the river lights below
Should I wake her up or let myself out
The skyline's so bright I can't sleep at all
And I don't know where I am
Would you believe me if I say that I like it?
What could compare to this life that I've found?
You sound so happy in all of those letters
Well I'm so happy for you
We work late at night
Where people pack in tight
My whole life seems so pale
Next to this moment now
Then after work when it's time to leave
She'll pick me up to wander the streets
And help me forget what I know
A red bird still sings at night in my dreams
The prize of the city that doesn't have wings
Can't leave and neither can I
Would you believe me if I say that I like it
What could compare to this life that I own
All those new faces and cold dark places
Will you even recognize me?
On the city bus
Oh, you should see us
Yeah, we ride so high and smart
But her smile still breaks my heart
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Stabs at the moon and bleeds red sunlight
On the New Jersey pike
You took a bus Upstate I guess
I should not compare you with the rest
But sometimes I still do
The cold air is thick and I've just stayed sick
Are you thinking of me, have you met someone yet
Well, I met someone new too
She lives near the bridge next to the train
That shakes the brick walls and it keeps me awake
Staring at the river lights below
Should I wake her up or let myself out
The skyline's so bright I can't sleep at all
And I don't know where I am
Would you believe me if I say that I like it?
What could compare to this life that I've found?
You sound so happy in all of those letters
Well I'm so happy for you
We work late at night
Where people pack in tight
My whole life seems so pale
Next to this moment now
Then after work when it's time to leave
She'll pick me up to wander the streets
And help me forget what I know
A red bird still sings at night in my dreams
The prize of the city that doesn't have wings
Can't leave and neither can I
Would you believe me if I say that I like it
What could compare to this life that I own
All those new faces and cold dark places
Will you even recognize me?
On the city bus
Oh, you should see us
Yeah, we ride so high and smart
But her smile still breaks my heart
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Oh la la la la la
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Robert Chatelain
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