Love is a hazard in lower Manhattan--
You cannot escape, and musn't be saddened
By men who abandon your eyes for another's
There are always Brazilian boys to discover
Set your sights straight now
Don't forget pain
Drink 'til tomorrow becomes yesterday
Think of the shorelines you have yet to see
Men who will hold you with eyes you believe
On the way I will go
Where the days left to breathe
Are not gone, are still long
I am traveling on *
* Rio by Hey Marseilles
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