The story
He leaves before the silence can speak for him.
He stands at the edge of the driveway with a packed bag and a goodbye he does not want to make, looking back once at the house, the porch light, the life still warm behind him. The road takes him anyway, and whatever he is driving toward feels smaller than the empty space he leaves behind.
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Lyrics
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