Boston Filmography

• Mailbu Nights (1999)
• Sextraterestrials (1999)

Boston, Will Filmography

• How Sweet It Is! (1978)

Boston Filmography

• Being Boston (2007)

• Patty Griffin
• Paulson
• AUGUSTANA
• AUG
• Horror Show
• The Dresden Dolls
• Kenny Chesney

I went back to the place
And recognized your face in the stone long gone

I might've spent too long. I might've tried too hard. But you didn't feel the same, promised your life away. I look before I leap and that doesn't make us strong, effects the long run. This job was made for you, and I don't think I'll ever know, I can't believe its true, I've never seen this side of you. Another night gone wrong, the minutes last too long, but no matter what I say, things just drag on this way, to finally see you smile, well thats the one thing I can wait forever for.

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 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 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 em 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...

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 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 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 em 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...

In her car six hours long
Whisper words song after song
Eyes wide shut we sat and stare
Long loss sought, oh, life's unfair
We always want we can't have
And we always lose
So we're always sad
Grade school crush
Blood soaked hair
Four more hours and well there
Utter words of importance
When we forget to say
She likes me, I love her
But they always go away
Wishful thinking
Lost train of thought
Shattered dreams broke
From the start, desperate yells
Cries for help, we do it ourselves
What we always want we'll never have
'Cause we want too much
What is love and whats it like
One one zero off the mass pike
Irony floods the car like air
Hope and pray that she is there

all the cities in the world
and so very little time and
so many different girls...
all you have to do is find them
there's a wealth of opportunity you plan your trips accordingly
a pity but the pretty ones are usually more touristy
say how'd you like to run away from these machines?
everywhere the spies are printing out your dreams
seven stops in seven different countries
seven page itineraries memories thick as bloody marys jesus jospeh bloody hell
right now were here in boston
in love with downtown crossing
new york will still be there in the morning
come back to bed my darling
four years thrown away on vows we never kept
forty-five minutes every day religiously devoted to regret
time we could have spent on medication thrown away on education
and we planned to take a trip to scotland but we never made it
how'd you like to run away from these machines?
i had julians and steves
you had julias and jeanette s
you wear your terror on your sleeve for all the men i haven't met (yet)
i had oliver in potsdam you had elanor in amsterdam
we're keeping track so carefully we've missed the state we're in completely
honestly your foot is out the door and i've got scores of offers elsewhere and keep
both
feet planted firmly in the air
and tomorrow you can totally erase me from your mind but trust me everything is
fine
because
right now we're here in boston
in my apartment in the south end
forget your year in london
come back to bed my darling
you can put the details in a letter
the more embarrassing the better
right now i can be happy if i choose to
i know that in the morning i will lose you....
and maybe you'll go mad
and maybe ill go gray
and pack up to berlin
or maybe it wont matter anyway
we'll find out that your mom was right and you'll admit you're really gay
and maybe ill wake up
in a city far away
or maybe we'll make up
and buy a house and have a couple kids and labrador and microwave
but anyway
right now we're here in boston
in eden where you almost pulled your pants down
don't worry who these jokes will all be lost on
come back to bed my darling
there is nothing in the world that we can count on
even that we will wake up is an assumption
but i know for a fact that i loved someone
and for about a year he lived in boston...

Where the ferries come to shore
She never really knew how good it would feel
To finally find herself in a place so warm and real
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She comes from Boston
Talks to her family now and then
Through e-mails and postcards
She tries to explain to them
That education and occupation will have to wait for now
She loves the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston
Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets and her new life at hand
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
The girl she was in New England
Is different now and dead
In all the local bars
She flirts and tells the boys while they're talkin'
She's from Boston
She wears a Red Sox cap
To hide her baby dreads
From Boston