Fire Escape Lyrics

New York now was nothing but an ice-capade
A cigarette, a fire-escape

Walked this line,
With dust in our pockets for the Bedford station line to take us

Crazy
The drunkard playing the casioGregory Alan Isakov - Fire Escape - http://motolyrics.com/gregory-alan-isakov/fire-escape-lyrics.html
We're quiet
Every time we start starin' up
And hear
All the loneliest crickets play their violins

Oh, what a shame
A subway ride was never meant to last.