i miss those summer days, drifting on by like a slow parade

[jaguar1211]

i walked into the neon signs and fluorescent lighting
so cold
familiar
the counter
displays
everything looked exactly the same
as they all do
the only difference was the girl behind the counter
and the faces walking in and out
I had to suppress a shudder as we drove off
getting on the highway
good old route 81

the night is perfect
like so many summer nights
i spent driving
staring at that orange moon with something burning in me so fierce I felt as though I'd burst
the clincher
the irony
as though the universe knew what I was reminiscing
played out in a song by norman greenbaum.