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Matt Nathanson

Boston Accent

 

Boston Accent

(album: Boston Accent - 2022)


I was born 3000 miles from where I came alive
And I left without saying a word to start a new life
But sometimes, in some random bar, it'll cut through the noise
Like a breeze, in the summer heat like an old friend's voice
A boston accent

Well, my brother he got kicked out of school yeah, my mom threw him out
And my sister, she lives three streets over and two houses down
And my father is buried in town
By his father's side
And me, I spent my whole damn life just trying to hide
A boston accent

Moving through the crowd on that first night
Lit like angels
By the Citgo sign
We walked across the bridge just to kill some more time
Before you had to go home

Now you live in a pretty nice house
Out on paul revere road
And you married some kid from our class who I didn't know
And I saw you at christmas mass
And you still looked the same
I could almost
Feel your hands in my hair
And you whisper my name
In a boston accent

We're moving through the crowd on that first night
Lit like angels by the Citgo sign
We walked across the bridge just to kill some more time
Before you had to go home

Now there are doors you can't open
And some you can't close
And my sister, she's getting married in june but I don't think I'll go
And sometimes in some random bar it'll cut through the noise
Like a breeze in the summer heat, like an old friend's voice
And you can change every inch of your life but you're still just a boy
With a boston accent

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