Decline Rooftops
I sat a while on the rooftop at 209.I swear we could see
miles of the city lights, burned through the skies. I’ve
tried. Someone else lives there now, keys have been
passed. But in my memory it always lasts. The city lights
burned through our eyes and to me you’ll always live
there. So if I never get another moment like yesterday
that’s okay. And if I never get another chance, we never
talk again to me you’ll always live there. You’ll always
live there. I will still be here after he’s gone
