Your ears are full of the language.
Phil Adams
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Every time I hear this song, no matter where I am in the world, I find myself back at the crossroads of Grange Road and Causewayside. It’s 2000 and I’m in the middle of breaking up with my boyfriend, finishing university and deciding what to do with the rest of my life. I’m looking in to the windows of flats and pubs, feeling lonely and lost, but also restless and optimistic.

Thanks for the reminder. Think it’s time to play it again.

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