Fire Escape Lyrics
Gregory Alan Isakov Fire Escape
new york now was nothing but an ice-capade a cigarette, a fire-escape
and we walked this line, coins in our pockets for the bedford staion line to take us
crazy the drunkard playing the casio quiet everytime she starts starin up
aw what a shame a subway ride was never meant to last.
and we walked this line, coins in our pockets for the bedford staion line to take us
crazy the drunkard playing the casio quiet everytime she starts starin up
aw what a shame a subway ride was never meant to last.
