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definity — ithaca
Published: 2005-08-20 22:17:25 +0000 UTC; Views: 163; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 6
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Spring Grove smells like the beach tonightAnd we drive past Weis or the boardwalk
It's all the same tonight.
Close my eyes and imagine reality;
Alone on Ocean Boulevard
Kayte's car and the seagulls in:
Melancholy mania.
The timelessness of now,
the unique sameness of friends,
Strikes hard with ten o'clock
Or maybe midnight.
Could be anywhere
But not here
Tonight.
