The city called me so I came
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It isn't mine to question what it said
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I sleep until the point when I'm awake
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I walk until there's nothing left to trek
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And everyone is looking for an answer
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And everyone is waiting for a break
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I came and I was bored of it soon after
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But I had nowhere to go and so I stayed
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I dreamed a lifetime of this place
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It seemed an awful thing to waste
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Well the morning fills my mouth up with decay
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I like it, it reminds me how you taste
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Sometimes I feel you rising up behind me like the wind
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But I still try to look away
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What will you look like when you're old?
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(What will you look like when you're old?)
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What will I do if I don't know you?
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(What will I do if I don't know you?)
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I guess that I decided not to ask the day I took the road
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Down to the city as it called
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Sun making silhouettes of gauze
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I don't remember you at all
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The city called me and I came
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It isn't mine to question why
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Sometimes the clouds will rise ahead, I hear your name
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It's like a choir in the sky
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What will you look like when you're old?
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(What will you look like when you're old?)
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What will I do if I don't know you?
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(What will I do if I don't know you?)
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I guess that I decided not to know the day I took the road
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Down to the city as it called
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Sun making silhouettes of gauze
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I don't remember you at all
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They pulled a human from my waist
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It had your mouth, it had your face
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I would have kept it if I'd stayed.
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City Song
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| Emmy the Great & Tim Wheeler |
