New York City In The Future

Here, here it is
The place where you lived
The place where you rose
Transparent, a ghost

You were mine, you were mine

Here, here's where you walked
Different now, moonlight and chalk
Polished white stone, bruised feet, shattered bone
Brittle hand of a child

You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine

Raise, raise me up
Up from the ground
Naked, transposed, wound like a rose
Face painted with white, mouth full of black stone

You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine (why?)
Mine, mine (why? Why?)
Mine, mine (why? Why?)
Mine (why?)
You were mine

Here, here it is
Look at it shine, pure, polished and white
Piercing the sky, new towers of ice
So lifeless and clean, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine, you were mine
You were mine