The story
He packs a smile and leaves the crack in the glass visible.
He calls it a vacation, but the road only gives him room to keep moving with the weight he already has. The sun, the miles, and the bright stops don’t fix the broken places; they just let him carry them somewhere else, where nobody has to see the break until the quiet catches up.
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Lyrics
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