Lorimer St

New York breathes on
The cold air that you want
Defy insomnia's orders
A good nights rest around the corner
For you

Maybe I'll run my dreams through a tape machine
If they sound real to you
They sound real to me

Bonnie sings soft
Makes three days feel long
Consult your prophet on the subway
We'll Leave the Bowery in a trance
Take me home to meet your plants

Back to the doorway, inside
Where I got the tuning all wrong
A book from the radiator
The pages still feel warm

Back to the doorway, outside
I'll swim right back when I get home
To white wash a wall that's out of reach
The world can watch through the window

So I ran my dreams through a tape machine
If it feels real to you it feels real to me
Two subway lines in disconnect
But Lorimer street is not so far away



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Krinsky
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