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Brooklyn Bridge
03:25
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When you told me about the lights
As we walked across the Brooklyn Bridge at night
Wondered how it would be possible
Someone like you had ever lived on the earth where I lived.
And I hate the way this feels
My heart has dropped from my chest
Festering in my gut
Using up my breath
I just want to hold you
In my aching, painstaking hands
The shelf of my collarbone
Wants to make itself your home
My ankles wait for the way your fingertips
Graze them when you're on the phone
Your protruding spine
Fits the crevice of my chest
I would excavate my bones
If it'd make you feel like you
Are not alone
You are not alone
I am here, waiting for you to call me
Your own.
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Waited For
03:50
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Waited for the M train to arrive
Knew it'd never come rumbling down the track
At least not until the day breaks
So I just sat.
Waited for your sadness to swallow me up
Waited for my loneliness to wash it down
Waited for New York City to murder me
Took the next train that came around
Woke up to visions of you
Somebody choking up blood outside my window
Isn't it amazing what your body will give up
When you've poisoned yourself
Waited for your sadness to swallow me up
Waited for my loneliness to wash it down
Waited for New York City to murder me
Took the next train that came around
Waited for your sadness to swallow me up
Waited for my loneliness to wash it down
Waited for New York City to murder me
Took the next train that came around
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Future (Live)
03:08
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Walking down the avenue
Sunlight at my back
This feels like what I was designed to do
Anything else would be too cruel
Watch me go
You don't know
What my future holds
I've been spending time now underground
Staring at my own reflection
Hurtling at the speed of sound
Wondering about the impression I made
Two weeks ago
Two weeks ago
Watch me go
You don't know
What my future holds
Spinning round and round we go
Spinning round and round we go
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East Coast
03:43
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I'm on my way to the East Coast
As far as I can go
You're flying from the other side
Where the Redwoods stand
Under their watchful eyes
You breathe in and out
Your chest heaving with the effort of
Keeping you standing up
And I'll have the sand between my toes
Musing on the way that life seems to go.
Every word I say to you
Feels so heavy in my mouth
Like it's filled with cotton keeping the words from
Gushing out
There's a part of me that's hoping you're feeling that way too
'Cause I'm not ready to give up on holding on to you.
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Mae Capozzi New York
Though new to the scene, Brooklyn-based singer/songwriter Mae Capozzi has already established herself as a standout act. Seamlessly combining her jazz background with her passion for the singer/songwriter tradition, she pairs soul with introspection and lyricism. Drawing inspiration from a wide array of sources and fusing them together in unexpected ways, her writing will leave you speechless. ... more
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