Fire Escape

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Gregory Alan Isakov - Pop, Folk

Fire Escape

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New York now was nothing but an ice-capade A cigarette, a fire-escape Walked this line With dust in our pockets for the Bedford station line to take us Crazy The drunkard playing the Casio We're quiet Every time we start starin' up And hear All the loneliest crickets play their violins Oh, what a shame A subway ride was never meant to last

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  • Gregory Alan Isakov