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