the northeast, well it’s all i really know, with dust and bricks and some cars in the snow. it’s like new york in the late summertime. can breathe again, even through this lovely grime. as i said, the skyline’s brighter tonight, but this time i turned on five more lights. it’s like new york in the late summertime. can breath again, and your bones, they feel alive. i’ve got the northeast on my side.