№ 526. Boston

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The keys taste icy, 

salty in this blue morning.

Wrecked pianos litter our shores.

 

Uprights gasp the foams

as their last songs drown in the tides.

Rusted strings claw sand.

Sunrise lights the sea.

As bards sing of running 

away to Boston.

№ 412. "Thunder Road"

"Thunder Road"

Bruce Springsteen

The screen door slams
Mary's dress waves
Like a vision she dances across the porch
As the radio plays

Roy Orbison singing for the lonely
Hey that's me and I want you only
Don't turn me home again
I just can't face myself alone again

Don't run back inside
Darling, you know just what I'm here for
So you're scared and you're thinking
That maybe we ain't that young anymore

Show a little faith there's magic in the night
You ain't a beauty but hey you're alright
Oh and that's alright with me

№ 168. Ordinary Risks

The sea wants to kiss the golden shore
The sunlight warms your skin
All the beauty that's been lost before wants to find us again

I can't fight you any more, it's you I'm fighting for
The sea throws rock together but time leaves us polished stones

We can't fall any further
If we can't feel ordinary love
And we can't reach any higher,
If we can't deal with ordinary love