In the Shadow of the City

In the shadow of the city
There's a bar called Valhalla
Where men come to write their stories, fight over scraps of glory
I was just another vulture
Always circling the floor
Counting every empty barstool, eyes always on the door

She was cut out of a magazine
Faintly faded, cheap perfume
Glassy eyes, a searing gaze, a searchlight in the gloom
I was just another barfly
Gravitating towards her glow
We weren't who we hoped we'd be, and hoped the other didn't know

'Cuz I'll be damned if I spend another night alone
Imprisoned by my bedroom door
But I'm just fucked if I do, and damned if I don't
As desperate as I was before

In the shadow of the city
In the shadow of the city
There's an awful lot of nothing
In the shadows of New York City

'Cuz I'll be damned if I spend another night alone
Imprisoned by my bedroom door
But I'm just fucked if I do, and damned if I don't
As desperate as I was before

In the shadow of the city (In the shadow of the city)
In the shadow of the city (In the shadow of the city)
There's an awful lot of nothing (In the shadow of the city)
In the shadows of New York City



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Cassman
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