Chris Bathgate - All My Friends Have Been Replaced With Cities lyrics

The sun set on New York before his feet found Frisco You opened your last chance and beelined for Greensborough And all of my friends that remain they smile crooked And everyone else that I knew moved to Brooklyn And I know the reason I buried my week was New York The moon rose on New York and its grace lit Boston And I feel them both now on this chilly evening And all of my friends that I knew out in Raymond They all a**ume now that my breath is bated And I know the reason I buried my week was New York