I never go to New York City these days
Something 'bout the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
Maybe in a month or two,
Maybe when things are different for me,
Maybe when things are different for you
All of this shit just sticks in my head.

Is anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out.
I never had light in my eyes anyway...
But maybe things are different these days

It's good for everybody to hurt somebody once in awhile;
The things I do to people I love shouldn't be allowed.
Something 'bout the buildings in Chelsea that kills me...
something 'bout the buildings in Chelsea that just kills me

Is anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out.
I never had light in my eyes anyway,
But maybe things are different these days.

I dream I'm in New York City some nights,
and angels float down from all the buildings.
Something 'bout an angel just kills me...
I keep hoping something will.

Is anything different these days?
The light in her eyes goes out.
I never had light in my eyes anyway
But maybe things are...maybe maybe maybe
Maybe things are...maybe maybe maybe
Maybe things are different,
Maybe things are different these days

The light goes out.

I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are different ......these days.
-counting crows