Washed out street
A broken week
And I'm crawling through the creases in my mind
You took a trip
A minor slip
Now the company you keep is changing all the time
The bridge has always been there
The crowds remain the same
We took the high line not Brooklyn in the rain
We took the high line not Brooklyn in the rain
You came through
I did too
I was all alone and powerless to find you
Mistakes we made
Will they fade
Or will they live with us until our time is through
The bridge has always been there
The crowds remain the same
We took the high line not Brooklyn in the rain
We took the high line not Brooklyn in the rain