New York - Peter Silberman/The Antlers
When my nerve wore down
I was assailed by simple little sounds
Hammer clangs sirens in the park
Like I never heard New York
Blaring brakes trapped trucks
Honking horns hissing buses stuck
Shrieking trains barreling berserk
Like I never heard New York
Like I never heard New York
When the room grew loud
I learned to stand in back
Behind the crowd
Dam canals with cork
Like I never heard New York
But when the walls gave way
I had to flee I had to back away
As the whole town barked
Like I never heard New York
Like I never heard New York
