Brooklyn Bridge Lyrics

Don't take offense
But I thought a lot about this
I've got to make one last stand

From the Brooklyn bridge
My shadow's getting smaller
And smaller still

Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
at the side of life

Paper and socks separate you from the floor
Peaceful moon on the table
Count backwards from up

Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And true friends
At the side of life

What went wrong?
What went wrong?

Blue stains
On a photograph
Where truth lays
In an unmarked grave
And your fame
At the side of life