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