| West 81st Street
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I have often walked down this street before
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But
the pavement always stayed beneath my feet before ![]() |
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All at once am I several stories high
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Knowing I'm on the street where I live
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Are
there lilac trees in the heart of town? |
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Can
you hear a lark in any other part of town? |
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Does
enchantment pour out of every door? |
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No,
it's just on the street where I live |
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And oh, the towering feeling just to know somehow I am near
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The
overpowering feeling that any second it may suddenly appear |
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People
stop and stare, they don't bother me |
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For
there's nowhere else on earth that I would rather be |
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Let
the time go by, I won't care if I |
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Can
be here on the street where I live |
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