Lights Of New York - Neil Finn
In this town I am not afraid
it’s like home we’re here to stay
you find out something in these altered states
your willingness to perform
As bridges stand against the tide
satellites move across the sky
in all the years that I have seen you rise
you never looked so supreme
when you're lit by the lights of New York
when you're lit by the lights of New York
Summer is hot, weekends away
but some have to stay, shelter away
where the blooms gather dust, and the grease covered up
just waiting for now, the sprinklers are out
the children allowed to scream and to shout...