Oh the stirring
Oh the burning
Oh the beckoning from the depths
The urge to trust
The urge to do
The urge to love what you once knew
Time is now
Time is then
Time is not always an old friend
What is true
What is real
What we know is what we feel
Is it now
Is it then
Is it what has always been
With this heart
With this head
With this soul that has bled
Take the truth
Take the feel
Take the goddamn steering wheel
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