Recueil de musique - [Première partie].

Boston.

Augustana, c'est comme le doux écoulement de l'eau dans une rivière, le roucoulement des oiseaux de bon matin, la douceur de la peau des nouveaux-nés. C'est beau, magique, c'est Augustana quoi.

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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, oh yeah,

She said

You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah.

Essential yet 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, oh yeah,

She said

You don't know me, and you don't wear my chains... oh yeah.

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 em 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... oh yeah.

You don't know me, you don't even care...

Boston... where no one knows my name... yeah

Where no one knows my name

Where no one knows my name

Yeah Boston

Where no one knows my name.