The story
The day goes quiet before he is ready.
As the light drains away, he stands where the last color still clings to the edge of town, watching the day give up without a fight. Windows glow, shadows lengthen, and whatever he means to say stays lodged in his throat while the sky keeps burning low. When night takes over, it feels like something has been left behind.
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Lyrics
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