A Brooklyn Rooftop - Versus The World

Brooklyn.

A skyline.

A rooftop.

A cold night in January

Goddamn I’ve missed my friends.

Chain smoke and and talk shit

We’ll suck down bottles of cheap champagne.

Goddamn I’ve… I’ve missed my

friends

Sometimes when I’m alone I think of all the damage that we’ve done

When we were young and unafraid

Sometimes being all right means we’re not as fucked up as we used to be

Somehow I knew we’ll be alright.

No matter how fucked up we used to be

We had our West Coast nights our cheap red wine our pockets full of white

We carried what we thought were broken hearts

But the time marched on and we did too

It’s a shame we grew apart

But maybe that’s why it feels so good to see you now

Of all the gin joints in the world what are you doing here what am I doing here

Of all the rooftops in the world I see you here

Sometimes being all right means we’re not as fucked up as we used to be

Somehow I knew we’ll be alright.

No matter how fucked up we used to be

Sometimes when alone I sit and think of the damage that we done when we were

young and unimpressed