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