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the arrival
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Folk-Rock
the arrival was released on June 23, 2026 by Yan Qing as a part of the album the arrival - Single
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yan Qing
Yan Qing
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Yan Qing
Yan Qing
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Yan Qing
Yan Qing
Producer
Tomás Paúl
Tomás Paúl
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I’ve got friends here in Toronto
Who wanna move away
They all say it with a sparkle
“Maybe the UK”
But I’ve got friends out there in London
Who say the very same
Say they wanna live abroad
Where it isn’t wet and gray
I’ve got friends out in the city
Who work away like slaves
\'Cause the floor is made of marble
And it’s a reputable name
And they look upon the dreamers
Romanticize the chase
But i know a couple dreamers
And they all wish they got paid
I’ve got friends who’ve never dated
And wanna be in love
They’re on every application
Tryna find the one
But the couples back from high school
Have just now broken up
Said they want the space to grow
Learn to be alone for once
And I used to be so tiny
I’d beg for me to grow
Now I’m well into my twenties
And I’m far away from home
Somehow I think I got smaller
The more that I have grown
I got everything I wanted
But I\'m still left wanting more
Seems like we’re all just contradictions
In affliction
Over all of our small decisions
That we’ve made up till now
We’re always wondering how
Things could’ve been different if we chose a different route
And everyone is placing bets on these different destinations
Thinking once they get to these places
Then they’ll figure it out
But I’m left wondering now
If we’ll ever arrive or if they can be found?
Now it’s almost graduation
I don’t know what to do
I don’t wanna face the world
But I am also sick of school
I don’t wanna be employed
But I don’t wanna be poor
I want routine that is stable
But I’m always craving more
But I look upon my mother
Who tells us that we’re fine
And my tired looking father
And my brother’s fragile mind
And I come to a conclusion
That it’s not a place or time
It’s in every conversation
That I hold with them,
That I know I’ve arrived
Written by: Yan Qing
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