在手机上保存，获得更好体验
Metamodernity/Outro (Live) - Vansire
Lyrics by：Josh Augustin
Composed by：Josh Augustin/Samuel Winemiller
Next to Hudson Yards it's crowded on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart from an e-train
And sing about it in LA
With clouds in the rearview
You start humming along to the first verse
Of your favorite song that you quote each day
With the words all wrong
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
With agrestic charm it's humid in the Midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky from the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
From the outset
It's been hard to tell
Why we feel this down
When it all bodes well
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it's hard to believe
With every day we'll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
Whoa this is all that we have
Some get a time it will pass
Whoa this is all that we have
Some get a time it will pass
Whoa this is all that we have
Some get a time it will pass
Whoa this is all that we have
Some get a time it will pass
Whoa this is all that we have
