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