Heart(beat).
He’s lighting up a cigarette in the parking lot after work.
He’s leaning up against his car and looking down at his shoes,
worn and tired of walking around this town.
His girl is waiting for him at home, but he doesn’t want to return to her tonight.
He’s thinking.
He’s thinking about Jack Kerouac.
Heart(beat).
He’s lighting up a cigarette in the parking lot after work.
He’s leaning up against his car and looking down at his shoes,
worn and tired of walking around this town.
His girl is waiting for him at home, but he doesn’t want to return to her tonight.
He’s thinking.
He’s thinking about Jack Kerouac.
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