When I was younger I longed to be one of the pips. I’d imagine myself swaying hips to the left and shimmering body to the right, echoing Gladys’ refrain of broken dreams and love as the train sets out on its midnight run to Georgia ("ooh, ooh").
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Wow. I actually considered posting this one - today. The weird coincidences of these music blogs continue. I didn't because I was too rushed this morning and it lost out to a different song. But still...javascript:void(0)
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I love this song! And what a great post, great imagery...
I'll always think of you as the lost pip.
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