Keith O'donnell's lyrics & chords

Somerville Massachusetts. Eighty thousand people crammed into four square miles. In the shadows of Boston, a patchwork of ethnic enclaves fighting to survive the brutal and unrelenting march of gentrification. Somerville survives, but here’s a memo to outsiders: The tension you feel on these streets is real. Drugs, politics, yuppies and hipsters crowding out entire generations. This city pulsates with a menacing heartbeat that will either crush you or propel you to greatness. The edge of a cliff or the top of a mountain? How you look at it is...read more