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