all my friends have been replaced with cities

Well the sunset on New York, before his feet found Frisco
You open your last chance and bee lined to Greensboro
And all of my friends that remain smile crooked
And everyone else that I knew moved to Brooklyn
And I know the reason I buried my week was New York
Well the moon rose on New York and its rays hit Boston
And I feel them both now on this quiet evening
And all of my friends that I knew out in Raymond
Well they all believe now that my breath is baited
And I know the reason I buried my week was New York