On a rooftop in Brooklyn
One in the morning
Watching the lights flash 
in Manhattan
I see the five bridges, 
the Empire State Building
and you said something
that I’ve never forgotten. 

We lean against railings
describing the colours
and the smells of our homelands,
acting like lovers.
How did we get here? 
To this point of living?
I held my breath, 
and you said something. 

(PJ Harvey | You Said Something)

[This view made me cry.]