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Next to Hudson Yards
It's crowded on the weekdays
April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart an E Train
And sing about it in L.A.
And in rearview
You start humming along
To the first verse
Of your song
That you quote day the all wrong
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With day we'll start to see
The is metamodernity
charm
It's humid in the midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the line
From the outset
It's been hard to tell
Why you'd this down
When it all bodes well
So call me the looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll start to see
The rest is
Next to Hudson Yards
It's crowded on the weekdays
April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart an E Train
And sing about it in L.A.
And in rearview
You start humming along
To the first verse
Of your song
That you quote day the all wrong
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With day we'll start to see
The is metamodernity
charm
It's humid in the midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the line
From the outset
It's been hard to tell
Why you'd this down
When it all bodes well
So call me the looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll start to see
The rest is
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