I coudnt help myself the music kept playing over and over again like my mind . Why? Why did it happen i asked myself as my gut churned the rotgut .
The sirens rolled on and on in my head as the smoke drifted slowly up into my eyes searing the pain away from my thoughts .They will come for you Johnny . They will come for you.
No one gets away with it.
No one just dumps the Police commissioners daughter off in the street like that.
The seedy backstreets of New York keep reverberating in my mind .
Come across this piece of jazz music with all these small written paragraphs to the music in the comments section ..
Thats mine i thought i would do.
I know there are a few book lovers its worth a read of the comments section and a listen of the music .
Anyone care to match a few Paragraphs to the music ?
