[Intro] Dm7  Bb7  Gm7 F7
        Dm7  G  Bb7  F7
        Dm7  Bb7  Gm7 F7
        Dm7  G  Bb7  F7
        Dm7  Bb7

[Primera Parte]

               Gm7
Next to Hudson Yards
                    F7
It's crowded on the weekdays
Dm7
    From April to May
G               Bb7
  Parse apart a troubled heart
        F7
From an E Train
    Dm7           C   Bb7
And sing about it in LA

[Segunda Parte]

Gm7                  F7
  With clouds in the rearview
          Dm7
You start humming along
       G
To the first verse
        Bb7
Of your favorite song
         F7
That you quote each day
         Dm7
With the words all wrong

[Estribillo]

   Bb7           Gm7
So call me when the world looks bleak
  F7           Dm7
I love you but it's hard to believe
     G               Bb7
With every day we'll start to see
    F7       Dm7
The rest is metamodernity

( Bb7  Gm7  F7 )
( Dm7  G  Bb7  F7 )
( Dm7  Bb7 )

[Terceira Parte]

              Gm7
With agrestic charm
                  F7
It's humid in the Midwest
     Dm7       C7
From June to July
G               Bb7
  All beneath a pinkish sky
         F7
From the wildfires
      Dm7           C    Bb7
Which mantle the horizon line

( Gm7  F7  Dm7 )

[Quarta Parte]

C          G
  From the outset
        Bb7
It's been hard to tell
        F7
Why I'd feel this down
        Dm7       C
When it all bodes well

[Estribillo]

   Bb7           Gm7
So call me when the world looks bleak
  F7             Dm7
I love you but it's hard to believe
     G               Bb7
With every day we'll start to see
    F7       Dm7
The rest is metamodernity


[Final] Bb7  Gm7  F7
        Dm7  G  Bb7  F7
        Dm7  F