Tuesday, June 15, 2010


She said I think I'll go to Boston...
I think I'll start a new life,
I think I'll start 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 him out to Spain...
I think I'll go to Boston,
I think that I'm just tired
I think I need a new town, 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...

I'm tired of the sunset.

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