In your time, the innocence will fall away.
In your time, the mission bells will toll.
All along, the corridors and river beds...
There'll be signs, in your time.

Towering waves will crash across your southern capes
Massive storms will reach your eastern shores
Fields of green will tumble through your summer days
By design, in your time.

Feel the wind, and set yourself the bolder course
Keep your heart, as open as a shrine
You'll sail the perfect line.

And after all the dead ends and the lessons learned
After all, the stars have turned to stone...
There'll be peace across the great unbroken void
All benign, in your time.
You'll be fine,
In your time.




~Bob Seger
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