Another very lovely and sad song from Making Movies... it's worth listening closely to the lyrics.
She put her hand in my pocket, I got a keepsake and a kiss
And in the roar of dust and diesel I stood and watched her walk
away
I could have caught up with her easy enough but something must
have made me stay...
And now I'm searching through these carousels and carnival arcades
Searching everywhere from Steeplechase to Palisades
In any shooting gallery where promises are made
To Rockaway, Rockaway... Rockaway, Rockaway
From Cullercoats and Whitley Bay... out to Rockaway
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