I’ve been working on myself for a while,

but I’d rather do it with you by my side.

You could keep me in line, steady my stride as I bide my time,

freeing your mind, one knot at a time.

Love’s the kindest grind, a subtle shift in gears,

sped up the moment I shattered the rearview mirror.

Feel like a spellcaster, infiltrating minds, teaching

reframing years of cropped-up, tearful tides.

Lead their lead, turning heads into gold, had their minds unfold.

my soul old,

bold and it knows.

Seen it all, the highs, the lows.

Dropped the walls and open doors

God knows all; he showed the course.

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