| [00:01.72] | I used to live in New York City |
| [00:10.00] | Everything there was dark and dirty |
| [00:18.28] | Outside my window was a steeple |
| [00:26.27] | With a clock that always said twelve-thirty |
| [00:34.96] | Young girls are coming to the canyon |
| [00:42.35] | And in the mornings I can see them walking |
| [00:51.65] | I can no longer keep my blinds drawn |
| [01:00.03] | And I can't keep myself from talking |
| [01:08.59] | At first so strange to feel so friendly |
| [01:17.03] | To say good morning and really mean it |
| [01:25.47] | To feel these changes happening in me |
| [01:34.09] | But not to notice till I feel it |
| [01:42.40] | Young girls are coming to the canyon |
| [01:49.71] | And in the mornings I can see them walking |
| [01:59.15] | I can no longer keep my blinds drawn |
| [02:07.46] | And I can't keep myself from talking |
| [02:16.90] | Cloudy waters cast no reflection |
| [02:23.84] | Images of beauty lie there stagnant |
| [02:32.96] | Vibrations bounce in no direction |
| [02:41.21] | But lie there shattered into fragments |
| [02:49.77] | Young girls are coming to the canyon |
| [02:56.84] | (Young girls are in the canyon) |
| [02:58.35] | And in the mornings I can see them walking |
| [03:02.48] | (In the mornings I can see them walking) |
| [03:06.72] | I can no longer keep my blinds drawn |
| [03:15.23] | And I can't keep myself from talking |
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