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Sadie the artist, part 2 podcast

In Sadie the Artist, Part 2, I’ll talk about why I have included Sadie in my mission of promoting my podcast, feature a song that Sadie is working on, and talk about what this song means to her. Again, in listening to her talk so intelligently and with so much wisdom, I’m confident you will appreciate why I think she is a remarkable human being. Here are the lyrics to the song she debuts:

I miss New York

I miss New York

The land of the free

A nostalgic city

The melting pot of cultures 

And the aroma of tea

I miss the isolation

Just one in the population

Of all the coolest people 

you’ll ever meet

I wish I could say I’m a local 

So that I can be vocal

On what I believe

The bright city lights call my name

Even though I’m not chasing

the fortune or fame

But I wanna put “NYC” in my bio

Take the daily commute to Soho

And I wanna sit on the rooftops

Sipping hot tea from a local shop

Im warmed by the heat

of the lamp post 

I need to buy that ticket, 

I need to take that flight 

Cuz I miss New York all the time 

The people on the street 

Sing a pretty melody

There’s so much hidden talent 

Waiting to be found

I miss the casual adventures 

When the whole day was 

centered 

On discovering something new

I wish I lived here in this city 

Where everyone is so witty 

And full of passion

Roaming round the museums 

with my best friends 

The party just never ends

Or so it seems*

But I wanna put nyc in my bio

Run around the parks like a child

And I wanna walk everywhere 

Sun shining down, 

wind blowing my hair

I feel like this life would 

make me so happy 

I need to bid goodbye 

to the life I led before

Cuz I miss New York

Instead of cars I want trains 

Sitting on window pains

Watching people run in the rain

I’ll always love my home

Call my parents on the phone

But New York is where I wish to be

I can finally be free to truly be me 

As I make my way through 

this city 

And I’m gonna work real hard 

Gonna be my own star 

Just like the lights 

on the city skyline

On this busy island

feeling of not being seen

Just another pedestrian, 

trying to stay clean

Every light makes up

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