Young Cities from Black & White by Nicole Schaefer

Fingers to skull side
Trace the broad line
Delve in an intangible divide

Silence ain't good
for your bones
The weight of it all
Might make you old

These cities with these young folk
That all let each other go and
Here's to one last toast before
Cutting it all cutting it all on my own

But I, I want to know you
I, I want to know you
But here in this city
We walk these Streets on our own
Stop. Start. Now Go.
Doors built of stone
and there'll be no, no, no
knock knock knock a knockin'

Loneliness drives the mind - crazy
Then there's these reservations
in aims of preservation

Cut the cord cut the chord
And the ball is dropped
And it's too late to go back
To what it's not

Chorus

And I still get a little bit nervous
There's a beast in my belly that's turnin'
I still get a little bit nervous
Around you
And I still get a little bit nervous
But hold on darlin' I'm learning
I still get a little bit nervous
Around you

Chorus

• Alternative
• acoustic guitar
• blues
• indiepop
• piano
• singer-songwriter
• young city
• State College