B Train (feat. J. Hoard & Clair Oaks)

There's no better place to be When tears come unexpectedly Than on a barreling B train Bound for Brooklyn And it's really good if in the next seat Is your friend until eternity Who knows just how to be silent As your tears roll free Well that's how my Friday night began After a Manhattan sunset with my friends I love my heroes and I love their songs I love it when we sing along Or ride the misty night our bikes 'Til the dawn But there's nothing that I love more wholly Than a letter or a note From a lately-liberated Once-incarcerated young soul When he says "Hello, I'm fine. You're my family. Thank you." All I know is what I love and this is what I love All I know is when I love and this is when I love