Gregory Alan Isakov
fire escape
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New York now was nothing but an ice-capade
a cigarette, a fire-escape
and we walked this line,
with dust in our pockets for the Bedford Station line to take us
the drunkard playing the Casio
we're quiet
everytime we start starin' up
and hear all the loneliest crickets play their violins
aw, what a shame
- Album:
- Gregory Alan Isakov With The Colorado Symphony
- The Weatherman
- This Empty Northern Hemisphere
- That Sea, The Gambler
- Songs for October
- Rust Colored Stones
- Miscellaneous
- Spotify Sessions
- Second Chances
- Veronica Mars (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- Veronica Mars
- Bonnaroo Mixtape 2015
- The Greatest Singer-Songwriter Vol. 2
- En Route 3 (A New Kind of Country)
- Season 4: Music From the Showtime Series Californication
- Putumayo Presents: Acoustic Café
- Ride the Divide (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)
- Bands Under the Radar, Vol. 1
- Paste Magazine Sampler #55: August 2009
- Wavemusic en Route, Vol. 3