Travelling across the state,

With the music loud in my ears,

Watching day fade into the night,

Sunshine to moonlight.

Feeling sad for the ones I’ve left,

The home I live in,

The routine I grew used to,

Excitement to apathy.

The night is so pleasant,

The music is warm,

And while I feel free,

I still feel bound to the past.

Holding on,

To old memories,

While living in the moment,

Seems to be the only way I live now.

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