the places I want to go are closed
the people I want to see are dead
what's the point of old New York
museums rich in art already seen
concerts of music I used to love
no more hankering for the new
city me carries on in dreams
livelier than memory's reprise
staying home the now preferred
the people I want to see are dead
what's the point of old New York
concerts of music I used to love
no more hankering for the new
livelier than memory's reprise
staying home the now preferred
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