Текст песни Hart - The Wash

We stole a house from Brooklyn
And planted it in my front yard
Inside was a tree and inside that tree was a heart
Burning in the middle protected at the core
Only my breath bring me peace and reward
We stole a house from Brooklyn
And planted it in my front yard

Half asleep, a world appeared
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
A world appeared, glowing from inside
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear

There's no more stars in Brooklyn
But there's beauty in a painted sky
Pickups in the street and a heart the size of Versailles
Dancing on the rooftop while the vinyl spins
There's no more stars in Brooklyn
But there's beauty in a painted sky

Half asleep, a world appeared
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear
A world appeared, glowing from inside
Inviting me to keep my conscience clear