Manhattan

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We went to Manhattan
Got lost on the trains
While nobody there knew my name
I tasted the travels
A feeling divine
I'm feeling the time
I'm feeling the time

While I'm tryna go to bed
She said, "I can't believe he's dead,
I can't believe he's dead!"
Screaming like the color red,
She said, "I can't believe he's dead,
I can't believe he's dead!"

He bought the drugs
She bought the drugs
He bought the drugs
And he died!

So long

Youth is a beautiful power
Let them live the fantasy until
They all become the monsters
Youth is a delicate flower
But it cripples when the night creeps in
And nothing stops the end from beginning

While I'm tryna go to bed
She said, "I can't believe he's dead,
I can't believe he's dead!"
Screaming like the color red,
She said, "I can't believe he's dead,
I can't believe he's dead!"

He bought the drugs
She bought the drugs
He bought the drugs
And he died!

So long

And I've never seen a force
Quite as strong as gravity
Gravitate to mistakes
Fixate on a place
You shouldn't be
What goes up must go down
With go down, down, down, down
Down
What goes up must go down
Hit the ground in a dark cloud
Now

We went to Manhattan
Got lost on a train
While nobody there knew my name
I tasted the travel
A feeling divine
I'm feeling the time
I'm feeling the time

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from Funny Guy, released July 21, 2015
Recording engineer: Alex Robinson
Mixing engineer: Alex Robinson
Mastering engineer: Rob Schlette
Lyrics: Little Falcon
Ukulele: Little Falcon
Synth: John Daniel Gresham
Percussion: Tom Pike
Bass: Shannon Lea, Alex Robinson
Guitar: Adam Henrichs, Alex Robinson

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A queer Midwest indie-pop artist writing about stuff and things and mischief.

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