[Verse 1]
Next to Hudson Yards, it's crowded on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart from an E train
And sing about it in LA
[Refrain]
With clouds in the rearview
You start humming along to the first verse
Of your favorite song that you quote each day
With the words all wrong
[Chorus]
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you, but it's hard to believe
With every day, we'll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
[Verse 2]
With agrestic charm, it's humid in the Midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
[Refrain]
From the outset
It's been hard to tell why we feel this down
When it all bodes well
[Chorus]
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you, but it's hard to believe
With every day, we'll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
[Outro]
Love
Is it all that we have?
Son
Give it time, it'll pass
Love
Is it all that we have?
Son
Give it time, it'll pass
Love
Is it all that we have?
Son
Give it time, it'll pass
Love
Is it all that we have?
Son
Give it time, it'll pass
Love
Is it all that we have?
Son
Give it time, it'll pass
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