New Old World
A little boy holds a little girls hand
He says "I will love you 'till the very end"
Its no surprise to me
I hope it's not to you
I have classic cars and I have figurines
But I can live my life without these things
I can't stand the thought of living without you
So come on all you loving hearts
Let the strings inside be a tether and not a crutch
And you'll cross the divide like Charlie Blondin
You won't look back
Back in '47 in the New York streets
She longed for the feelings of '43
Miss Evelyn McHale'd had enough
She left the train station with a memory
Climbed the empire state like an old movie
And left 33rd street a mystery
So come out all you whispers never heard
From the parlours where they're made
And the memories where you burn
Let them hang on your breath like your very first word
Open up
Mr. Edison
Mr. Testla
What will you do now?
That you've harnessed the power of the gods
Inside the wires where birds rest their feet
At the worlds fair in the Paris streets
I promise
You won't be forgot
So Hello burning electric bulb
With your mystic unknown
And your illuminessent glow
Say goodbye to the sights
And goodbye to the sounds
Hello new old world
He says "I will love you 'till the very end"
Its no surprise to me
I hope it's not to you
I have classic cars and I have figurines
But I can live my life without these things
I can't stand the thought of living without you
So come on all you loving hearts
Let the strings inside be a tether and not a crutch
And you'll cross the divide like Charlie Blondin
You won't look back
Back in '47 in the New York streets
She longed for the feelings of '43
Miss Evelyn McHale'd had enough
She left the train station with a memory
Climbed the empire state like an old movie
And left 33rd street a mystery
So come out all you whispers never heard
From the parlours where they're made
And the memories where you burn
Let them hang on your breath like your very first word
Open up
Mr. Edison
Mr. Testla
What will you do now?
That you've harnessed the power of the gods
Inside the wires where birds rest their feet
At the worlds fair in the Paris streets
I promise
You won't be forgot
So Hello burning electric bulb
With your mystic unknown
And your illuminessent glow
Say goodbye to the sights
And goodbye to the sounds
Hello new old world
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