Everything was alive, everything was a song. I realized I was going back to New York to reclaim this person I had left behind from when I had lived there. I was going back to save myself from that corridor of time. After I saw Mary Margaret at The Fez I went back to the hotel and wrote out the song. We respect your privacy .
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