Season of Love

love. feel love.

every question, every answer to..

ever constant, ever changing feud..

it's a memory in the song

or it's hell in the darkness

maybe it's all around to see if we try..

maybe it's bad inside with me all this time.

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crazy with it, crazier without

never certain, never full of doubt

now you feel it, now you don't

do you know what you're feeling?

where did it come from, and where does it go?

if it were right in front of me, would i know?