Long Island

Long Island - The Midnight

Lyrics by：Jamison Tyler Lyle/Tim Daniel McEwan/Riley Friesen/Derek Mount

Composed by：Jamison Tyler Lyle/Tim Daniel McEwan/Riley Friesen/Derek Mount

Produced by：Tim McEwan

If the world was ending I'd bike over to your house

Steal the bottle Dad's been saving and kiss you on the mouth

And touch you and get drunk and watch it all burn down

And stop pretending that we might make it out

We were two islands when the waters had parted

And this is a song to tell you to break through and finish what you started

Into the muse oh how you want her

Into the waiting arms at the edge of the water

Now 7th Avenue it wouldn't be so kind to you

But in the age of the poets weren't we the kings

Your ghost in my room forever in bloom

Still drink Four Roses but the village is a dream

floating out to sea

You went to school and got a serious degree

And settled in your hometown to start your family

And I missed you when we'd get drunk and paint everything black

Should we stop pretending that we might make it back

We were two islands when the waters had parted

And this is a song to tell you to break through and finish what you started

Into the muse oh how you want her

Into the waiting arms at the edge of the water

Now 7th Avenue it wouldn't be so kind to you

But in the age of the poets weren't we the kings

Your ghost in my room forever in bloom

Still drink Four Roses but the village is a dream

floating out to sea

Walking through the streets with a fading memory

Of who we used to be you carry part of me

Walking through the streets every future history

Half-finished elegies you carried part of me back

Now 7th Avenue it wouldn't be so kind to you

But in the age of the poets weren't we the kings

Your ghost in my room forever in bloom

Still drink Four Roses but the village is a dream

floating out to sea