Long Island
It all started in Brooklyn, NY and ended up in a suburban Long Island dream.
My mother was the actress. Her dream was to be a Rockette. She was.
My father was the director. His dream was to fly. He did.
My sister was the wise guy. Her dream was to love. She is.
My brother was the cute spaz. His dream was to sing. He is.
I was the…wasn’t sure who I was.
I’m writing this story to find out.
Music by Gang Gang Dance.
Notice the part when my brother smacks the TV and it suddenly transforms into a Christmas Tree. Hmmm.
- Posted in Long Island on September 19th, 1985
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