Like morbid cities that come out only in summer
I'm suiting up for an ordinary May
Couldn't find it safer than a primrose led revival
The whole stupid mess is on its way
And of all the other people here
I'd rather be here with youCrowds gather 'round until the dust moves in completely
We'll part with them even though your troubles linger
The air sweet and pollen grabs you last before you dream
And of all the little boys and girls
And of all the other people here
I'd rather be here with you
This kind of day won't get you down
The wind's blowing everything around
You know it's not the end of the world
You know it's not the end all, end allUnder the cover of the sympathetic mover
I ventured asking what about this is all wrong
You said: "Be quiet, and enjoy the peaceful weather"
And of all the little boys and girls
And of all the other people here
I'd rather be here with you
This kind of day won't get you down
The wind's blowing everything around
You know it's not the end of the world
You know it's not the end all, end allYou know it's not the end of the world
You know it's not the end all, end all
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