‘Round Midnight
The candles flicker in the dark in rhythm, as the record plays. Seated at the tavern are kindred spirits soon to be in a daze. It’s ’round midnight round here but no one seems to know. They talk of men … Continued
The candles flicker in the dark in rhythm, as the record plays. Seated at the tavern are kindred spirits soon to be in a daze. It’s ’round midnight round here but no one seems to know. They talk of men … Continued