作曲 : Gregory Alan Isakov New York now was nothing but an ice-capade a cigarette, a fire-escape and we 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 everytime we start starin' up and hear all the loneliest crickets play their violins aw, what a shame a subway ride was never meant to last
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Gregory Alan Isakov [00:09.77]New York now was nothing but an ice-capade [00:17.34]a cigarette, a fire-escape [00:24.27]and we walked this line, [00:27.83]with dust in our pockets for the Bedford Station line to take us [00:38.89]crazy [00:42.31]the drunkard playing the Casio [00:46.25]we're quiet [00:49.43]everytime we start starin' up [00:53.68]and hear all the loneliest crickets play their violins [01:08.12]aw, what a shame [01:11.01]a subway ride was never meant to last
