Nothing shatters nothing breaks. Nothing hurts and nothing aches. We've got ourselves one helluva place in my heaven. Looking down at the world below a bunch of whining, fighting schmo's.
We packed up our books and our dishes. Our dreams and your worsted wool suits. We sailed on the 8th of December. Farewell old Hudson River. Here comes the sea.
City Streets and. Subway cars. pumping life through my veins.. . Every line on the map of my heart. guides me along my way.. . And I always know where I am.