Last night I dreamed I was brooklyn on my own

Last night I dreamed I was brooklyn on my own

Lord I couldn't see the shadows all in me

I dreamed I was in brooklyn on my own

Now those demons had there face bright as gold

Those demons had their faces bright as gold

They came and shook my hand

Fingers crossed behind their back

Those demons had their faces bright as gold

So I'm sittin' by my lonesome in the light

I'm sittin' by my lonesome in the light

I don't know what I see

That light plays tricks on me

I'm sittin' by my lonesome in the light

And I don't know whats ahead up comin' next

The wind shakes me feet, rattles my head

There's no tellin' home

Just a sign up all alone

Sayin' oh, oh elizabeth

And that season came in quiet with the rain

And loving you was just like raising cain

It was strong and bound for glory

And cursed with a thousand stories

Oh that season came in quiet with the rain

So I'm pickin' up the pieces where I went wrong

Oh I'm pickin' up the pieces where I went wrong

And there's somethin' so familiar

Like an old bedtime song

I'm pickin' up the pieces where I went wrong