Oscar OK Lyrics

Connecticut Avenue feels like a radio dream

When the Taft Bridge has no agenda

And portraits of our presidents

Were portraits of a Saturday

The lions on the bridge, directing you home

Comfortably cautious, cautiously uncomfortable

When making waves is for the horizon

A sounding board in a sweatshirt

Our Sundays in solitude

In a marble city, building a home

Waving like an error semaphore

Frantically under control

I'll love you as the waves crash around

I'll love you when they settle down

Bus trips with all of your belongings

Resignation letters bound

To hoping it could be better

To stepping off solid ground

To Avenue B, in the snow

Late nights in dark rooms screaming at something

Sidewalks robbed me blind and saved my life

A certain way of walking

The art form of New York

To five flights of stairs, leading you home

Waving like an error semaphore

Frantically under control

I'll love you as the waves crash around

I'll love you when they settle down

How I've noted the way

That the sun moves through our room

And how all these little moments

Are the big moments too

And how one day next year

They'll be flowers in your hair

And we'll say all those things

That the state needs to hear