BROOKLYN

It's a wide, wide world (say yeah, say yeah)

It's probably not wise to love me

Hardest part is I don't talk with my mouth

Most of my thoughts are ugly

Oh, enough, enough talking about

How I feel inside, do you feel alright?

When I'm gone, you still feel alright?

And them heavy clouds got silver linings

But the light inside you make it feel so bright

Daisy's a baby, she's delicate

All of her petals have metal tips

She won't let you touch her, she's celibate

She want angels only, she's heaven sent

She don't believe in God like she used to

She don't call or cry or pray no more

She take longer flights than most birds with wings

But when she touch down, she can't stay no more

I just keep saying, "why did you leave?"

I just keep asking her, "why not believe?"

She always says, "it's just not for me"

The trees still stand but what falls is what leaves (god damn)

I see what you mean

Hold on to nothing because everything leaves

Everything leaves, I guess on the ground that's all you can see

I know you're running

You've got nothing to hide

Searching for gardens

Hope you need what you find

Just sit still

You'll be here in time

I don't mind

Ohhh, I see you reaching for Him

Searching through weeds for his scent

You shouldn't be someone else

But when it's with you

In the palm of your hands

Love is commotion

And softer than sand

'Cause I know you're running

You've got nothing to hide

Searching for gardens

Hope you need who you find

Just sit still

He's out there somewhere

Someone who loves

Someone who'll reach for themselves

Someone who does

You shouldn't be someone else

You should love, you should love

Yourself

Don't you ever wanna go back to Brooklyn?

Where the sun shines bright and things didn't hurt

Don't you ever wanna go back to Brooklyn?

Maybe rewind time and make things work

Those big green bright, bright eyes staring down at me

What a memory, huh

What a memory