| Come back to Boston as soon as you can |
| The whole thing ain’t gone down according to the plan |
| Morning when I wake up I don’t like what I see |
| And late at night my dreams are terrifying me |
| Well, I was walking by the river in the early morning dew |
| Singing out lines from «Cypress Avenue» |
| I wonder where he stood when it all came down |
| Come back to Boston before I hit the ground |
| And the winners stand confused |
| They don’t want to be misused |
| And the losers that came before |
| Say «I don’t want to be here anymore.» |
| Well, I was standing on the back porch |
| Looking at the books: poets, politicians, beauty queens and crooks |
| I wonder where they stood when the inspiration came |
| Come back to Boston before I jump the train |
| Come back to Boston or I’ll meet you halfway |
| Somewhere by the middle of the interstate |
| We can take it on down to some cold, deserted lake |
| And come back to Boston before we make the same mistake |