The car ride back always feels so strange.
As if the day has ended,
And everything returns to what it once was.
The memories of the day will slowly fade
A lonely return to some place
For another moment to be replaced.
The car ride back always feels so strange.
As if the day has ended,
And everything returns to what it once was.
The memories of the day will slowly fade
A lonely return to some place
For another moment to be replaced.
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