Forced to cope with every roadblock this drive placed in 
our way. On and on, we're holding back. On and on, I'm 
trying to forget that we're two hours away from home. No 
signs of hope. I'm starting to think i'm coming home. I 
that we move on and on and on to better things. A night 
stranded in Cleveland was the only thing we needed to get 
this fucking town on the move. (A ten hour drive, yet so 
close to home.)