Jersey
Interlude
I hear the barleys calling my nameSo I put on my best shoes and head down New St.Where the welcome mat hurries me inA pint glass awaits to drown my sinsLooking in the windowpane, looking in the glassSeeing my reflection, seeing my pastSitting at the same bar, playing that same gameDrinking that same beer, killing that same pain
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