The Postal Service - The City lyrics

The city keeps on going on Float down the river with my Matty D and Jay Get off the boat and board a plane to JFK and I Haven't slept in a week But it don't seem to matter to the subway speakers squeaking at my feet The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling on Grand Central Station got a windy coming down Independence yesterday, ain't no one around Oh I still recognize her after all these years She still looks the same Oh, she still looks the same The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going Oh, we just keep on rolling Rolling on Rolling on When we left Brooklyn it was raining so hard Come up on 8th and the rain it cleared off We're just people watching on 3rd and St. Mark's Wendy girl just kissing my face, my face She was just kissing my face The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling Again, again, again The city keeps on going We just keep on rolling The city keeps on going Oh, we just keep on rolling Rolling on Rolling on Just when I was sick and down There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train Just when I was sink and down There was a shaking on the ground We were hiding from the rain We were riding on the train She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face She was dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just kissing my face Dancing on the midway Just waving goodbye