All my dreams I carry with me,
in a bag of broken glass.
It’s not the parts of busted hope,
it’s the memories of the past.
Make the good things last. | Noah Gundersen
To light it up again burn like a holy fire
Light me up again if it makes you feel free
Light me up again call me a snake and a liar
And I will be the fire that keeps you warm
Noah Gundersen | Slow Dancer
It’s wicked cold in Boston [still] but Noah Gundersen is a good soundtrack no matter the weather.