The skyline's skewed tonight and pavement pounding the wind in my ears but i can still hear every word you ever said and everything i ever meant was written in that last letter i hope you don't read it that'd make me feel better so spin the dial one more time and i'll pretend there's purpose in tonight and if we can move as fast as i fell for you maybe the wind will cover my mind the circles of this city the thoughts for every breath consumed and tonight its highland avenue that takes me away from you so set the bar high enough to float these toes and i'm sorry but i can't compete with your ghosts so go and i can't stop thinking about distance time and when rhythm breathing meant touching your cheek not breaking my knees new york city's been breaking my knees.