High Line

HIGH LINE
Gina grabs a coffee she's working late
Takin' a chance on the city in real estate
The views are just sublime
On the High Line

Bar Fifty-Five Dan's in the zone
Playin' blue notes on his old saxophone
The music starts to climb
On the High Line

She walks from Village, him from the bar
It's getting late but it's not so far
At Hector's you can dine
On the High Line

(Dan) 'You come here often?'
(Gina) 'Is that your best line?'
She laughs, he orders drinks
(Gina) 'Yeah all the time'
The city stars align
On the High Line

They walk and talk, watch the Hudson run
Stealing a kiss in the setting sun
The Vessel starts to shine
On the High Line

Liberty sure feels right
Sharing a perfect moment of delight
The world just takes its time
On the High Line

Cowboys ride
Death Avenue
Forgotten tracks
Abandoned view
Elevate hopes
Sidewalk steam
Living out
Manhattan dreams