Lyrics Local Natives

Local Natives

Bowery

We were standing

At Forsythe and Bowery.

Flowers and painted forehead

Trying to forget.

You can't tell if the ceiling's rising

Or if the floor's falling out.

I remember sunrise without sleep

Godlike and cowering

Taller stacks of stones

Is all we'll have to show.

Can't tell if the ceiling's rising

Or if the floor's falling out.

At the time I wasn't with you

By that time I didn't care

At the time I wasn't with you

By that time I didn't care

The fall is so much faster

Than you and I could ever climb.