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New New York
I see you sitting in the yard.
Who would've ever thought the ground could be so hard?
You're trapping fairies in a jar.
And then one day you're gonna wish upon a star.
You can't go back inside,
It's cold in there, nowhere to hide.
The demons live in there,
To snap their fingers, pull your hair.
Somehow you survived.
This life.
So pick it up,
Flip it over,
Tonight we're starting over.
It's a new New York tonight.
Pick it up,
Flip it over,
Pick up your four-leaf clover,
You're gonna help me touch the sky.
I see you lying in a bed.
So much confusion and illusion in your head.
It's like a storybook you read.
Where all the heroes had to fight back from the dead.
They'd take your flowers there,
You go through hell and get nowhere.
And I don't think that's fair,
To sit and stare, when you keep falling.
But somehow you survived.
This life. (Chorus)
Tonight we're gonna fly.
We'll watch the earth roll by.
We'll give our wings a try.
Like a brand new butterfly.
And if we should fight the wind.
And come crashing down again.
I would never say goodbye.
I'm glad you made me try.
I see you dancing in the rain.
Those days upon the beach are seeming so mundane.
You have a glow you can't contain.
You're soaked right through the bone but you cannot
complain.
The water's everywhere,
You run your fingers through your hair.
Oh what a crazy pair,
They may just laugh but we don't care.
Somehow we survived.
This life.
So pick it up,
Flip it over,
Tonight we're starting over.
It's a new New York tonight.
Pick it up,
Flip it over,
Pick up your four-leaf clover,
You're gonna help me touch the sky.
Credits
Lyrics: St. Amand
Guitar: Smith Bass: Newman Drums: Schwaninger
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