Testo di Brown Study

I was half awake Flying down the interstate Mesmerized by power lines and blighted dour estates And all the things I just felt Somewhere in the rust belt Wondering how many times can a heart melt Still hoping your season will start well Pardon my semantics It's somewhat pedantic But your outline against the Atlantic Well it's idyllic and highly romantic In a dream Oh I took several transfers to the G Line Now Bushwick Inlet's just to our right I'd never seen Manhattan at night I said it's lovely, you said that's right Sidewalks, brownstones, and street posts They line my dreams in complete rows On cold days she wears a pea coat While staring out from the east coast A furtive glance as the fields roll A stray outsider that she knows Could I be someone you need most When I'm so far from the east coastI was half awake Flying down the interstate Mesmerized by power lines and blighted dour estates And all the things I just felt Somewhere in the rust belt Wondering how many times can a heart melt Still hoping your season will start well Pardon my semantics It's somewhat pedantic But your outline against the Atlantic Well it's idyllic and highly romantic In a dream Oh I took several transfers to the G Line Now Bushwick Inlet's just to our right I'd never seen Manhattan at night I said it's lovely, you said that's right Sidewalks, brownstones, and street posts They line my dreams in complete rows On cold days she wears a pea coat While staring out from the east coast A furtive glance as the fields roll A stray outsider that she knows Could I be someone you need most When I'm so far from the east coast