[Verse 1] Ana works six days a week, filing nails under fluorescent light "Buenos días," she says each morning, but nobody says it back Every Sunday she calls her mother back in Guayaquil "Todo bien, mamá" — that's the only lie she tells [Pre-Chorus] Down in the subway, five languages blur into one Spanish, Cantonese, Yiddish, and her own quiet hum [Chorus] Where did I come from, where am I going now? Every time I hum that old song, this city feels less loud Soy de aquí, soy de allá (I'm from here, I'm from there) That's alright, that's alright, that's just who I am [Verse 2] Her boss is Korean, her regulars Puerto Rican too Everybody laughs in different tongues, somehow it all comes through At night from her tiny window she sees the statue's back Still, somehow, right now, this feels like home to her [Pre-Chorus] Down in the subway, five languages blur into one Spanish, Cantonese, Yiddish, and her own quiet hum [Chorus] Where did I come from, where am I going now? Every time I hum that old song, this city feels less loud Soy de aquí, soy de allá That's alright, that's alright, that's just who I am [Bridge] "Mija, no olvides de dónde vienes" (Don't forget, my girl, where you came from) Her mother's voice still lingers, but this new tongue is hers now too One root isn't enough — she gets to carry both [Final Chorus] Where did I come from, where am I going now? No answer yet, but this city is my now Soy de aquí, soy de allá That's alright, that's alright, that's just who I am [Outro] (Buenos días... good morning... zóusàhn...) Morning breaks on Seventh Street
