e hoje regressei aos elbow e recordei esta canção. adoro o videoclip, onde se conta parte da vida de dennis e lois numa manhã em nova-iorque, uma grande história de amor com uma boa banda sonora.

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

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

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 road, where folk are nice to Yoko