(Verse 1) When the moon is high and the stars twinkle bright, There’s a place we gather on those magical nights. In the heart of Clifton, where the music never dies, We find our joy and our sweet lullabies. (Pre Chorus) The band plays on, and our spirits take flight, We toast to the moment, under the soft moonlight. From one song to the next, we sway and we sway, But there’s one tune we savor more than any other. (Chorus) At Ladder 19, where the melodies intertwine, With a glass in our hand,...