Broken Land - The Bones of J.R. Jones

Silver tongues to wips

Seeing your dreams

swing from tall trees

Quick to tarnishing

Sweeping the streets

Brooklyn you’ve changed on me

Brooklyn you’ve changed on me

Somewhere this sailor’s romanced

I would set this sky on fire

If I was given the chance

But now how my heart it over flows

Cause I am feeling old

Cause I am feeling old

Oh what I give to start

Over and over again

I’d rather believe

You are on my side

Ignorance is my sweetest friend

Ignorance is my sweetest friend

Where are my friends

I hear them singing in the streets

Where are my lungs

I lost them between my sheets

Cause all the sweet memories

(All the sweet memories)

Bring on such misery

(Bring on such misery)

Brooklyn you’ve changed on me

(Brooklyn you’ve changed on me)

Brooklyn you’ve changed on me