Itinerent

As they walked aimlessly under the halogen lights that lit up their town, all he could think about was how funny it was just how closely his life mirrored every Less Than Jake song. He just laughed a kind of nervous laugh. She looked at him questioningly, so he said, "It's funny how life turns out."
But what he really thought was, "Soon, this moment will be nothing more than a moved on memory."
They turned back onto Monroe St., and neither of them remember that moment. Or maybe, they both remembered it, but neither would admit it to the other.

And I swear it's the last time and I swear it's my last try
and we'll walk in circles around this whole block
walk on the cracks on the same old sidewalks
and we'll talk about leaving town
yeah we'll talk about leaving

we drove around this place all night
past closed signs and familiar sights
we're moving by passing time
counting those center lines
with 20,000 lines left to go
that lead to somewhere I don't know
it might be the time tha twe leave this all behind