Girl, I love you, but get a life
I'm listening to Mia Dyson singing about how she doesn't want anybody but herself to be with her guy, in spite of a not-so-perfect relationship, and I'm thinking about New Years in Boston, and about Gladys Knight saying how she'd rather live in his world with him, than live in her own world alone.
Looking at a bunch of strangers, looking at them looking at me looking at them.
All aboard.
posted by Martin at 19:54
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Midnight Train to Georgia reminds me of the intersection between Liverpool/College/Oxford/Wentworth, waiting at the lights on Liverpool, heading towards Paddington.
The song on the radio in a taxi, on a Saturday night.
I might have made up this connection.
Midnight Train reminds me of the a car radio, in someone else's car.
Midnight Train reminds me of a midnight train to Georgia.
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