The story
A grin hides what the field cannot fix.
He stands in a cornfield, phone held high, trying to make a bright picture out of a place that only gives him rows, dirt, and sky. The smile looks easy in the frame, but the stillness around him says he is posing against more than crops. He keeps looking for the angle where loneliness stops showing.
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Lyrics
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