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Time to go, I'm not taking anything
Can't take another swing
Time to go, time to leave
Finally recognized, everything crystalized
I've said my peace
From the phases of the moon
To a half-stoned afternoon
Stories reminding myself of me
Turning a corner so bittersweet
A halo of streetlights from red to green
Stories reminding myself of me
Start again while I'm feeling up to it
The innocent mask don't fit like it did back then
I hear that song, the silence was deafening
And it feels so good to sing
It's been too damn long
From the demons of the past
To my feet up on the dash
Stories reminding myself of me
Turning a corner so bittersweet
A halo of streetlights from red to green
Stories reminding myself of me
From the cold December air
To the silver in my hair
Stories reminding myself of me
Turning a corner so bittersweet
A halo of streetlights from red to green
Stories reminding myself of me
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