The Garden’s All Nighters The Number Twelve Looks Like You

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Nowhere like a diner to get to truly know someone
Like a library up 17 or a spin around the center of town

The smell of saltwater
I left my pocket change at the Molly Pitcher

A sound we can live with, no sound
A smell we can live with, no smell
A home we can live with, no home

But the morning sun is not too far behind
I'm lit up like the night sky, I told you I trust this place

The night jug handles
As I'm swept through northern lights
QuickChek coffee is cooling down
We're sweeping along the shoreline
On some journey I cannot repeat
Matilda will meet us at Martell's
Barefoot in the sand
Hanging on the boardwalk for dear life

The smells, the sounds
Long way from home
I can't go on
The garden state
I'll always bounce
Back down these roads
Nothing like home
The garden state