We stole a house from Brooklyn
And planted it in my front yard
Inside was a tree and inside that tree was a heart
Burning in the middle protected at the core
Only my breath bring me peace and reward
We stole a house from Brooklyn
And planted it in my front yard
Half asleep, a world appeared
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
A world appeared, glowing from inside
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
There's no more stars in Brooklyn
But there's beauty in a painted sky
Pickups in the street and a heart the size of Versailles
Dancing on the rooftop while the vinyl spins
Rumba 6/8 and dusted out strings
There's no more stars in Brooklyn
But there's beauty in a painted sky
Half asleep, a world appeared
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
A world appeared, glowing from inside
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
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