The story
He keeps moving before the grief can catch him.
He throws the truck in gear and heads for the next county, but the road only gives him more room to miss what he left behind. Every mile feels like another puff of smoke and another prayer for the past to stay buried, yet the weight rides with him all the way to the end of the lane.
No lyric sheet is published for this track, so this reading is drawn from its title and the sound of the record.
Lyrics
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