On top, This awful world
put in my place, have to climb down
On top, can't get away
draw your support, this place comes down
Now we mostly stay in little rooms
You're holding on to that thing you do
One time network down, what's that you said?
Nobody gets home and water's gone.
Take me there, I don't think I've had enough
Young black bodies face down in front of Port Authority
I work in midtown, I see it each day
I'm walking by like these other people on eighth avenue.
On top, ooo we're both cut off
Rain coming in, the too-fast kind
Now we mostly stay in little rooms
You're holding on to that thing you do
One time network down, what's that you said?
Nobody gets home and water's gone.
They're gonna say that survival can be what you want.
Just to vibe and then you will get so long gone.
Take me there, I don't think I've had enough
In my city, trafficking in indifference.
Behind my eyes feels full, I'm poisoned by green.
I'm walking by like these other people on eighth avenue.
credits
from Henry Grant EP,
released March 31, 2017
Henry Terepka - Vocals, Guitars, Perc, Synthesizer, Production
Adam Ahuja - Keyboards
Hugo Castillo - Guitar
Pablo Eluchans - Drums, Percussion
Kevin Jenkins - Bass
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