Elbow - New York Morning Lyrics
The first to pour a simple truth in wordsBinds the world in a feeling all familiar'Cause everybody owns the great's ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerUntil it opened out into new yorkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersAnd all giddy yak everyone sawIt's the modern road that (?)Every bone of rivet steel, each corner stone and ankle(?)Every painting lining buttered building in this townSings a life of proud and (?) the best a man can beMe, I see a city and I hear a million voices(?) carrying their fingers to the northReaching down into the ground, stretching up into the skyWhy? because they can, they didn't do so you and I could live togetherOh my god, new york, you talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great's ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerOh my god, new york, you talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great's ideasAnd it feels like there's a big one round the cornerThe desire to part sure symphonyThe desire like a distant stormFor love because for meIt feels like there's a big one round the cornerOh my god, new york, you talkSomewhere in all that talk is all the answersEverybody owns the great's ideasAnd 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 wholeFor every soul, a pillow out the window, pl easeIn a modern room, where(?)
