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I took a plane I took a train (Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city) I said to Carl Look up for once (See just how the sun sets in the sky) I said to Jon Do you think the girls here (Ever wonder how they got so pretty?) Oh well I do Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour All the boys with their home-made microphones (Have very interesting sounds) All the girls falling to ruin dropping out of school, breakin' daddy's heart (Just to hang around) I walked into the local record store Letras de cancionesand asked for an American music anthology It sounds fun They taught my sketches [?] Stuck 'em on the walls of PS1 I took a plane I took a train (Ah, who cares, you always end up in the city) Stranded at Bleeker and Broadway Looking for something to do Someone somewhere asked me is there anything in particular I can help you with? (All I ever want to help with was you) Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour Look out upon the Myriad Harbour From Letras Mania