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(hey, what's up guys? it's me i'm playing pool with johnston gerald, in boston and i, i'm coming home on sunday, i think but maybe monday give a call if you like and tell me what's been going on in the city) i fell asleep on the road-trip and a snowstorm made me cross concrete between highspeed, highway lanes and exit lane and i woke up to a sign that says: "for U-turn it's the second right" and the thought that i could die getting off my car trying to stop a crazy blind new jersey traffic jam, the thought, it told me: "hey David, you could've called your parents. you could've sang a beautiful song with your sister. you could've been in the cabin last spring. you could've written something good eventually. you could've told someone you love, you did." and then by chance, i got back on the road and i could start not thinking about anything that matters it's like when i sent that letter and forgot to write your name on it and it's like the pictures i took on tour Letras de cancionesand never found the film and back to the radio, "back in my arms again" by the Supremes And even now, even right now, it doesn't feel like i could have said that And even now, even right now, it doesn't feel like i could have said that And even now, even right now, it doesn't feel like i could have said that i couldn't... And even now, even right now, it doesn't feel like i could have said that From Letras Mania