I can’t even remember who was in Massachusetts and why they were leaving. But it was a big deal at the time.

All the pretty lights of Boston
Barely four miles away
But it’s a long way down
At least it seems that way

I hope she has fallen asleep
Protected by her dreams
In a safe and warm place
Far from this cold jet stream

Chorus:
Her memory is like a sermon
A thousand points of light
Sleep well my northern angel
I’m leaving Massachusetts tonight

It’s always the innocent ones
Who find crosses to bear
Those lights could be lanterns
A thousand if by air

In my mind I can hear music
It’s a beautiful hymn
I know if I stayed here
I’d just hurt her again

Chorus:
Her memory is like a sermon
A thousand points of light
Sleep well my northern angel
I’m leaving Massachusetts tonight

© Kent Newsome and Ronnie Jeffrey