I’ve never felt so strange, standing in the Jersey rain. I’m thinking about what the old man said. Maybe I should call an ambulance? Carnival lights. Fourth of July. Boardwalk talk in the dead of the night. It always made you smile.
I’ve never felt so strange, standing in the Jersey rain. I’m thinking about what the old man said. Maybe I should call an ambulance? Carnival lights. Fourth of July. Boardwalk talk in the dead of the night. It always made you smile.
