New York Morning

New York Morning - Elbow

Written by：Guy Garvey/Craig Potter/Mark Potter/Richard Jupp/Pete Turner

The first to pour a simple truth in words

Binds the world in a feeling all familiar

Cause everybody owns the great ideas

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

A tenner up and out into New York

Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers

And oh my giddy aunt New York can talk

It's the modern road where folk are nice to Yoko

Every bone of rivet steel each corner stone an anchor

Jenga Jutts and rusty water tower pillar posted sign

Every painted lining battered like a building in this town

Sings a life of proud endeavor and the best that man can be

Me I see a city and I hear a million voices

Planning drilling welding carrying their fingers to the nub

Reaching down into the ground stretching up into the sky

Why because they can they did and do so you and I could live together

Oh my god New York can talk

Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers

Everybody owns the great ideas

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

Oh my god New York can talk

Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers

Everybody owns the great ideas

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

Oh my god New York can talk

Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers

Everybody owns the great ideas

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

The desire to part sure symphony

The desire like a distant storm

For love be good for me

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

Oh my god New York you talk

Somewhere in all that talk is all the answers

Everybody owns the greats ideas

And it feels like there's a big one round the corner

The way the day begins

Decides the shade of everything

But the way it ends depends on if you're home

For every soul a pillow at a window please

In a modern room where folk are nice to yoko