The story
He keeps circling the place where it all started.
He drives back through the same roads, past the same signs, with old promises riding shotgun. Every mile pulls him nearer to the first version of love, the one before the damage, before the doors started closing and the nights got long. He reaches for what was there and finds only the ache of wanting it to be enough.
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Lyrics
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