Probablement une des plus belles chansons sur New York de l'histoire de la musique (non non pas d'exagération du tout). J'vais l'avoir en tête quand j'vais marcher dans Greenwich Village avec mon amoureuse en fin de semaine prochaine...
You were born inside of a raindrop
I watched you falling to your death
And the sun, she could not save you
She had fallen down too, now the streets are wet
Body of water, toxic and timeless
Atlantic Ocean, New York skyline
I always get lost when I leave the village
So I couldn't come meet you in Brooklyn last night
But I still sing Glory, from my lowest
And I will say peace to the people I meet
While the world waits for an explosion
That instant of light that wipes the slate clean
So don't be fooled, don't get lied to
Love was always cruel
Don't act strange, don't be a stranger
It happened to me, now it's happening to you
But if you take that train under water
We could talk it through
If I could tame all of my desires
Wait out the weather that howls in my brain
'Cause it seems that it's always changing
The wind's indecision, the sorrowful rain
I was a postcard, I was a record
I was a camera until I went blind
Now I'm riding all over this island
Looking for something to open my eyes
But I still sing Glory, from a high-rise
I will say thanks, if you're pouring my drinks
While the world waits for an explosion
That moment in time when we'll be set free
So don't stay mad. Just let some time pass
And in the morning you'll wake feeling new
And if I don't come back
I mean, if I get sidetracked
It's only 'cause I wanted to
I'm keeping up with the moon on an all night avenue
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