[Verse 1]
There's a phone disconnected on the counter by the sink
And a note that you scrawled down on a legal pad in blue ink
Last year I tried the number but the line's dead
And I touch it for good luck when I'm leaving
[Verse 2]
I take a train to the city, it feels like my life's playing back in reverse
And somewhere in the static, I hear it mumble a satanic curse
My guitar and some clothes for the weekend
I wave when we're passing through Brooklyn
[Chorus]
The earth starts to open wide
It swallows us whole when we get to the river
I close my eyes
My ears start to pop as we go underwater
I grip the train seat, breathing steady
I’m gonna make 'em believe
[Verse 3]
I ride the B down the 4th Street, climbed into Autumn up MTA stairs
And cut close past the fountain here at Father Demo Square
The dead leaves scrape the concrete behind me
You think that by now I'd have learned to stop turning
There's a phone disconnected on the counter by the sink
And a note that you scrawled down on a legal pad in blue ink
Last year I tried the number but the line's dead
And I touch it for good luck when I'm leaving
[Verse 2]
I take a train to the city, it feels like my life's playing back in reverse
And somewhere in the static, I hear it mumble a satanic curse
My guitar and some clothes for the weekend
I wave when we're passing through Brooklyn
[Chorus]
The earth starts to open wide
It swallows us whole when we get to the river
I close my eyes
My ears start to pop as we go underwater
I grip the train seat, breathing steady
I’m gonna make 'em believe
[Verse 3]
I ride the B down the 4th Street, climbed into Autumn up MTA stairs
And cut close past the fountain here at Father Demo Square
The dead leaves scrape the concrete behind me
You think that by now I'd have learned to stop turning
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