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