New York Song

In the winter it was so so cold
 The fish all died, the fall of crows
 There was nothing left for the crows to do but wait
 And they said
 They said being here is better than wishing we'd stayed
 Yes being here is seeming to be the way
 Oh being here is better than wishing we had stayed
 They stayed under water for so so long
 They wait for the spring when the ice will thaw
 And frozen parts will be filled with song
 The sun filtered down through all them waves
 And they said
 They said being here is better than wishing we'd stayed
 Yes being here is seeming to be the way
 Being here is like breathing on the hottest day
 I think I would rather suffocate
 Last summer they said it was so so hot
 Two lovers did drown their dreams were sunk
 While their bodies were lost their souls stayed around
 They stayed underwater most go underground
 And they said
 They said being here is better than wishing we'd stayed (being here is better)
 Yes being here is seeming to be the way (x4) (than wishing we'd stayed)