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