From the recording Other People's Lives
Vocals, guitar, keys, bass: Terra Spencer
Guitar, drums: Jake Smith
Lyrics
I met a girl named Brooklyn standing by the schoolhouse door
With blue eyes like her mother’s that could start or stop a war
And she loves her baby brother, and she’s written him a song
And I have a funny feeling that I’ll hear it before long
The beauty of a skyline, the promise of the world
Are just a few things you might find in the eyes of a little girl
I took the bus to Brooklyn where I spent my younger days
It was where I earned my war wounds and I faked my way to A’s
Flannel shirts and blue jeans were a suitable disguise from the eyes of guys around me
But then one day, one found me
My heart was taken by a boy who had a band
We had a fight on prom night so my friend and I went dancing
I had no ambitions, nothing I was dreaming of beyond a moment’s worth of love
The beauty of a shoreline, the promise of the world
Are just a few things he hoped to find in the eyes of a high school girl
Flip through the yearbook that I found down in the basement
And I pause on certain pages, and I wonder where a face went
Twenty years seems like a short time when I look over my shoulder
But it feels like a lifetime for a young girl who can’t wait to be older
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I met a girl named Brooklyn standing by the schoolhouse door
With blue eyes like her mother’s that could start or stop a war
And she loves her baby brother, and she’s written him a song
And I have a funny feeling that I’ll hear it before long
The beauty of a skyline, the promise of the world
Are just a few things you might find in the eyes of a little girl