The story
He watches the silence glow blue in the cab.
In a parked Chevy, he stares at a message left unread, the screen lighting his hands while the engine stays off. The cab holds the smell of old leather and a silence louder than the radio, and he keeps waiting for three little dots that never appear. Outside, the night goes on without him.
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Lyrics
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