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“He walked up to me with his heart on his sleeve, Asking, 'Where'd we go wrong on the way? For I've wandered this city and oh its a pity, They talk but have nothing to say," I told him that's true about cities like ours; Cities of footsteps and phones. It could be only me and the wild open sea, And I still wouldn't fee as alone.” — Emily Hanson
He walked up to me with his heart on his sleeve,
Asking, 'Where'd we go wrong on the way?
For I've wandered this city and oh its a pity,
They talk but have nothing to say,"
I told him that's true about cities like ours;
Cities of footsteps and phones.
It could be only me and the wild open sea,
And I still wouldn't fee as alone.