This Kind of Day

Like morbid cities that come out only in summer
 I'm suiting up for an ordinary May
 Couldn't find it safer than a primrose led revival
 The whole stupid mess is on its way
 And of all the other people here
 I'd rather be here with you
 Crowds gather 'round until the dust moves in completely
 We'll part with them even though your troubles linger
 The air sweet and pollen grabs you last before you dream
 And of all the little boys and girls
 And of all the other people here
 I'd rather be here with you
 This kind of day won't get you down
 The wind's blowing everything around
 You know it's not the end of the world
 You know it's not the end all, end all
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 Under the cover of the sympathetic mover
 I ventured asking what about this is all wrong
 You said: "Be quiet, and enjoy the peaceful weather"
 And of all the little boys and girls
 And of all the other people here
 I'd rather be here with you
 This kind of day won't get you down
 The wind's blowing everything around
 You know it's not the end of the world
 You know it's not the end all, end all
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 You know it's not the end of the world
 You know it's not the end all, end all