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Monday, January 7, 2008 . 2:20 PM

In the light of the sun
Is there anyone?
Oh it has begun
Oh dear you look so lost
Eyes are red and tears are shed
This world you must've crossed

You said. . .
You don't know me, you don't even care
You said. . .
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains

Essential and appealed
Carry all your thoughts across
An open field when flowers gaze at you
They're not the only ones who cry
When they see you

You said. . .
You don't know me, you don't even care
You said. . .
You don't know me, you don't wear my chains

She said
I think I'll go to Boston
I think I'll start a new life
I think I'll start it over
Where no one knows my name
I'll get out of California
I'm tired of the weather

I think I'll get a lover and fly them out to Spain
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new tow, to leave this all behind
I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of the sunset
I hear it's nice in the Summer, some snow would be nice

Boston...where no one knows my name.


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