Okay, all night. (Just let me think) My heart is a troubled captain in poisoned television waters I had this air-conditioned nightmare like that book you gave to me last summer That made me think that everything was so much worse than it really was My heart is a troubled captain but let's not get caught up on the weather I could keep searching for the meaning, try, try to keep this all together But you've got green eyes like the forest, I got lost in on the way to some other life Brooklyn, Brooklyn my dear Brooklyn my dear you're killing me Brooklyn, Brooklyn my dear Brooklyn my dear you're killing me My hand is a brain-dead magnet so I keep waking up on fire Beneath this low-rise second city that's turning good men into liars And maybe I'm not all that good but I was better in your west coast bed My hand is a brain-dead magnet but let's not get caught up on connections I could keep searching for a meaning but I'm still looking for directions I was baptized in your parent's pool in Southern California then I fled CHORUS My hand is a brain-dead magnet so I keep waking up on fire Beneath this low-rise second city that's turning good man into liars CHORUS