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Where are we now? Where are we headed, blue-eyed son? Ah, we know the way somehow
By dead reckoning—From distance and direction already traveled,
From stories and songs already sung. Voices beckoning Around turns and bends far flung.
By Jim McGinnis4.7
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Where are we now? Where are we headed, blue-eyed son? Ah, we know the way somehow
By dead reckoning—From distance and direction already traveled,
From stories and songs already sung. Voices beckoning Around turns and bends far flung.