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Intro Dm7 Bb7 Gm7 F7 Dm7 G Bb7 F7 Dm7 Bb7 Gm7 F7 Dm7 G Bb7 F7 Dm7 Bb7 Verse 1: Gm7 Next to Hudson Yards F7 It's crowded on the weekdays Dm7 From April to May G Bb7 Parse apart a troubled heart F7 From an E Train Dm7 C Bb7 And sing about it in LA Verse 2: Gm7 F7 With clouds in the rearview Dm7 You start humming along G To the first verse Bb7 Of your favorite song F7 That you quote each day Dm7 With the words all wrong Bb7 Gm7 So call me when the world looks bleak F7 Dm7 I love you but it's hard to believe G Bb7 With every day we'll start to see F7 Dm7 The rest is metamodernity ( Bb7 Gm7 F7 ) ( Dm7 G Bb7 F7 ) ( Dm7 Bb7 ) Verse 3: Gm7 With agrestic charm F7 It's humid in the Midwest Dm7 C7 From June to July G Bb7 All beneath a pinkish sky F7 From the wildfires Dm7 C Bb7 Which mantle the horizon line ( Gm7 F7 Dm7 ) Verse 4: C G From the outset Bb7 It's been hard to tell F7 Why I'd feel this down Dm7 C When it all bodes well Bb7 Gm7 So call me when the world looks bleak F7 Dm7 I love you but it's hard to believe G Bb7 With every day we'll start to see F7 Dm7 The rest is metamodernity Final Bb7 Gm7 F7 Dm7 G Bb7 F7 Dm7 F
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Bb7 Gm7 So call me when the world looks bleak F7 Dm7 I love you but it's hard to believe G Bb7 With every day we'll start to see F7 Dm7 The rest is metamodernity
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