The story
He lies awake with the light still on.
He turns down the covers and stares at the ceiling while the room stays too quiet, the kind of quiet that makes every old thought come back louder. Night after night, sleep stays just out of reach, and whatever he is carrying keeps its own hours, waiting for him in the dark.
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Lyrics
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