Steel rails and subway sighs
Golden hour in blood-red skies
People moving, chasing time
I slow it down you were my rhyme
Trumpets call from blocks away
Like they’re crying what I couldn’t say
Brooklyn skyline, burning low
Your silhouette in every glow
Between the noise and neon lies
I see the truth in your old eyes
Brooklyn skyline, don’t you fade
You’re the jazz that never played
Corner stores and coffee steam
Another beat, another dream
Streetlamp flickers, stories pass
All we were in tinted glass
Drums beneath the taxi wheels
Play the love that never heals
Brooklyn skyline, burning low
Your silhouette in every glow
Between the noise and neon lies
I see the truth in your old eyes
Brooklyn skyline, don’t you fade
You’re the jazz that never played
Midnight horns in alleyways
Vinyl hearts and smoky haze
We were rhythm, rough and real
New York love you had to feel
Brooklyn skyline, burning low
You’re the groove I’ll never outgrow
Even when the stage is gone
Your echo keeps me playin' on
