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
[00:00.00] 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