All My Friends Have Been Replaced With Cities-Chris Bathgate

[ti:All My Friends Have Been Replaced With Cities] [ar:Chris Bathgate] [al:Throatsleep] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]All My Friends Have Been Replaced With Cities - Chris Bathgate [00:36.74]The sun set on New York before his feet found Frisco [00:45.04]You opened your last chance and beelined for Greensborough [00:54.46]And all of my friends that remain they smile crooked [01:02.14] [01:02.80]And everyone else that I knew moved to Brooklyn [01:11.35]And I know the reason I buried my week was New York [01:21.34] [01:58.98]The moon rose on New York and its grace lit Boston [02:07.22]And I feel them both now on this chilly evening [02:16.14]And all of my friends that I knew out in Raymond [02:24.44]They all assume now that my breath is bated [02:32.91]And I know the reason I buried my week was New York