Blind Pilot - New York
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I hear the train all night
Sound of it's wind blowing through our subtle lives
And I have a job to do walking these cars
Walking all this sleep to get to you
But I don't feel you stir beside me
And you're not in my morning hours
Some ties are made to break
Some stalks grow high and green to rot away
And feel the weight
And these lines tell a truth
These city veins answer all we do
So could you keep me in the pulses
Could you keep me in the sound
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fold
So don't you now
Maybe you bet on me
While we were still young enough to know
What to believe
For every year you took
For every soft breath or loving look
Believe me
And don't keep me like you have me
And don't kiss me like you don't
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
Some land holds a home
Some of my years only hold me to roam
But I tell myself it's true
You see a home you see a man
You see it too
And I say "Don't you know you have her
Go on kiss her now you boy."
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
Sound of it's wind blowing through our subtle lives
And I have a job to do walking these cars
Walking all this sleep to get to you
But I don't feel you stir beside me
And you're not in my morning hours
Some ties are made to break
Some stalks grow high and green to rot away
And feel the weight
And these lines tell a truth
These city veins answer all we do
So could you keep me in the pulses
Could you keep me in the sound
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fold
So don't you now
Maybe you bet on me
While we were still young enough to know
What to believe
For every year you took
For every soft breath or loving look
Believe me
And don't keep me like you have me
And don't kiss me like you don't
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
Some land holds a home
Some of my years only hold me to roam
But I tell myself it's true
You see a home you see a man
You see it too
And I say "Don't you know you have her
Go on kiss her now you boy."
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
I got wise and I got old
Not once, not once did I fall
So don't you now
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