Tim Young - New York Morning lyrics

[Instrumental break] [Verse] The first to put 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 Antenna 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 Rome and folk are nice to Yoko Every bone of rivet steel, each corner stone and angle Jenga jut and rusted water, tower, pillar, post and sign Every painted line and battered, laddered building in this town Sings a life of proud endeavour 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 [Instrumental break] [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Chorus] 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 [Bridge] The desire in patchwork symphony The desire like a distant storm For love, did it come for me? And it feels like there's a big one round the corner [Chorus+Bridge] The desire in patchwork symphony (Oh my God New York can talk) The desire like a distant storm (Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers) For love, did it come for me? (Everybody owns the great ideas) And it feels like there's a big one round the corner [Outro] 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 the modern Rome where folk are nice to Yoko