On the third day of the year, I looked out of a taxi window and stared at the street lights on what seemed to be a few hours long ride. I was hopeful that I could be a little closer to a lifelong dream, and thinking about how so many people lead the everyday life I so long hoped for, but they took it for granted.

Now, with everything that's going on, even dreaming of it sometimes feels like a stretch. "Simpler" goals and things that I took for granted seem so much more desirable: to be able to go outside without fearing the worse for everyone around me, to be able to see my friends, to wake up early in the morning, to wait half an hour for the next bus. Now, I'm well aware that the streets I always walked through are easily New York streets for other people — these days, even for me.

And this might not look like it, but it's still a love song. A love song dedicated to dreaming, a love song dedicated to the friends I want to share it with. A love song for getting back on the streets as soon as possible and keep working to achieve the dream.

New York Streets

New York streets, I watch you through my TV
'Cause someday I'm gonna walk you down
New York streets, can you even hear me?
A dream of you is always a dream out loud

New York streets, they call you irritating
Stuck in traffic, trying to walk you down
But I'd match my heartbeat with this longing
To learn you well enough to get around

How can you ever take for granted
Walking down New York streets?
How can you ever take for granted
Places I only ever see in my sleep?

New York streets have never been so empty
But someday, I'm gonna walk them down
Once everything is settled, it's still my one goal
Ticking every checkbox on my way out

How can you ever take for granted
Walking down New York streets?
How can you ever take for granted
Places I only ever see in my sleep?
I confess that life here is comfortable
That maybe I live someone else's dream
I admit to forgetting to be grateful
But I wouldn't overlook New York streets

New York streets, I'm ready when you let me
Closer and closer so I can walk you down
I'll cry some days, it's been a long time coming
I'll befriend the street lights that I find in town
Be proud with me, when the day arrives
I'll be proud to get to walk you down

How can you ever take for granted
Walking down New York streets?
How can you ever take for granted
Places I only ever see in my sleep?
I confess that life here is comfortable
That maybe I live someone else's dream
I admit to forgetting to be grateful
But I wouldn't overlook New York streets