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