Текст песни Elbow - New York Morning

The first to put a simple truth in wordsBinds the world in a feeling all familiarCause everybody owns the great ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerAntenna up and out into New YorkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersAnd oh my giddy aunt New York can talkIt's the modern Rome and folk are nice to YokoEvery bone of rivet steel, each corner stone and angleJenga jut and rusted water, tower, pillar, post and signEvery painted line and battered, laddered building in this townSings a life of proud endeavour and the best that man can beMe, I see a city and I hear a million voicesPlanning, drilling, welding, carrying their fingers to the nubReaching down Into the ground, stretching up into the skyWhy?Because they canThey did and doSo you and I could live togetherOh my God New York can talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the corner

Oh my God New York can talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerOh my God New York can talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerThe desire in patchwork symphonyThe desire like a distant stormFor love, did it come for me?And it feels like there's a big one round the cornerThe desire in patchwork symphony(Oh my God New York can talk)The desire like a distant storm(Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers)For love, did it come for me?(Everybody owns the great ideas)And it feels like there's a big one round the cornerThe way the day beginsDecides the shade of everythingBut the way it ends depends on if you're homeFor every soul a pillow at a window pleaseIn the modern Rome where folk are nice to Yoko
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