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(P. Assirati & N. Assirati) |
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I was chatting with Nick about Sunday afternoons when we were younger and living near East Street market and summertime in London. I got out my notebook, kept saying to Nick to keep talking and I just wrote it out. Nick added some references of his own and we were there. The Music was a jam when we were rehearsing. Dave Woodhead’s brass work was classic Woody.
I sit by my window as the traffic moves slowly Cracks in the pavement, all the scattered newspapers Then everything changed one morning in May She shopped in the market and I stopped when I saw her I sit by my window and the traffic’s not moving |
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