Día del Refresco

"Letter In The Mail" (James Taylor)

If I could go down now while the whole town is sleeping

See the sun creeping up on the hill

I know the river and the railroad would run through the valley still

I guess it never was much to look at, just a one-horse town

The kind of place young people want to leave today

Store fronts pretty much boarded up

Main Street pretty much closed down

The church bell still rings on Sunday, old folks still go

The young ones listen on the radio

SATURDAY night nothing but a stray dog running wild like nobody's child

And little by little, light after light, that's how it died

They say you never go home again, that's no lie

Its like a letter in the mail to a brother in jail

It's a matter of time until you can do a little bit better time

It used to be part of the heartland, awful proud and strong

But deep, deep down peaceful and serene

When people used to talk about the country that's what they used to mean

I might go down come the weekend, go on my own

Drop off Annie and the baby, maybe drive alone

Pay my last respects to a time that has all but gone

We said, Mama come look at the mountain, fire in the sky

It's lit up like the Fourth of July

The mill burning down, the jobs leaving town, the trains rolling by

And little by little, light after light, that's how it died

They say you never go home again, that's no lie

Its like a letter in the mail to a brother in jail

It's a matter of time until you can do a little bit better time

Empezando junio de 2010 (con tranquilidad)

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