Brooklyn’s covered in a cloud

A haze of

Sputtering yellow lights and

Funny looking people on the corner of the street but

Last night

I saw stars in Brooklyn.



I guess I knew they were there all along

I mean

There are more stars in the sky

Than people on earth

It only makes sense

That they’re here, too.



And I guess that stars aren’t only there

On clear summer nights

Or as a backdrop

For first kisses



But somehow I forgot

That there were stars here.



Behind Brooklyn’s hazy mask

Beyond people’s hazy vision



They shine, day or night

And I guess it’s just a question

Of looking up