New York Morning 가사

The first to pour a simple truth in words Binds the world in a feeling all familiar 'Cause everybody owns the great ideas And it feels like there's a big one round the corner A tenner, up and out into new york Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers And oh, my giddy aunt, new york can talk It's the modern road where folk are nice to yoko Every bone of rivet steel, each corner stone an anchor Jenga jutts and rusty water tower, pillar-posted sign Every painted lining battered, like a building in this town Sings a life of proud endeavor and the best that man can be Me, I see a city and I hear a million voices Planning, drilling, welding, carrying their fingers to the nub Reaching down into the ground, stretching up into the sky Why? Because they can, they did and do so you and I could live together Oh my god, new york can talk Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers Everybody owns the great ideas And it feels like there's a big one round the corner Oh my god, new york can talk Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers Everybody owns the great ideas And it feels like there's a big one round the corner Oh my god, new york can talk Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers Everybody owns the great ideas And it feels like there's a big one round the corner The desire to part sure symphony The desire like a distant storm For love, be good for me And it feels like there's a big one round the corner Oh my god, new york, you talk Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers Everybody owns the greats ideas And it feels like there's a big one round the corner The way the day begins Decides the shade of everything But the way it ends depends on if you're home For every soul, a pillow at a window, please In a modern room, where folk are nice to yoko