New York City gripped me like a big old machine
I went into one side, landed in a dream
It stirred me up and made me shout
And sometimes I forgot about
The way the wind blows in and out of cottonwood trees
And oh, it's easy to lose your mind
I might've lost mine, if I hadn't found you
The avenues, the boulevards
Businesses and schoolyards
Shopping malls and motorcars
All in one scene
The lowest lows and the highest highs
The meanest noise and the lullabies
The poison and the compromise
The unspoken scream
And oh, it's so hard to find your place
And I'd never have found mine, if I hadn't seen your face
And you can be my Buster Keaton
I'll be Blossom Dearie
We can see the world so clearly
You'll cover the gray away
And I will sing you songs all day
The decay will just turn to bloom
As we look at the good old-fashioned moon
I went into one side, landed in a dream
It stirred me up and made me shout
And sometimes I forgot about
The way the wind blows in and out of cottonwood trees
And oh, it's easy to lose your mind
I might've lost mine, if I hadn't found you
The avenues, the boulevards
Businesses and schoolyards
Shopping malls and motorcars
All in one scene
The lowest lows and the highest highs
The meanest noise and the lullabies
The poison and the compromise
The unspoken scream
And oh, it's so hard to find your place
And I'd never have found mine, if I hadn't seen your face
And you can be my Buster Keaton
I'll be Blossom Dearie
We can see the world so clearly
You'll cover the gray away
And I will sing you songs all day
The decay will just turn to bloom
As we look at the good old-fashioned moon
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