Hm hm, too many people during the day,
the day's too crowded so stay up,
stay up and hang out at night
Ah ha, this street is pretty nice
aaaah, sighing alone now,
but that's allllright, right?
Boo hoo, I wonder if they'll agree,
whoo whoo whoever is crying a few roads away from me
I'll weep for you too, like kindred echo
echo, echo?
or I could just be hearing echoes of my own cries
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