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James Pequignot - Time Is A Pickup Truck

I discovered some old letters while digging through an old shoebox of correspondence I haven't looked at in probably 15 years. The letters made me re-think a formative part of my youth. I told my wife, my brother, my mom, but I wasn't getting catharsis like I wanted. I had resigned myself to making an appointment with my therapist when this song started forming. Catharsis achieved! Lyrics: Time is a pickup truck I'm being dragged behind If it wasn't for hindsight We'd all be functionally blind If my past is just a story that I tell myself About myself I might as well be kind So I'll be. Under your fingernails There's dust from the stars, divine “Dad” is a synonym For god in our rudimental minds If god is just a story that I tell myself About myself They might as well be kind So I'll be. I've become who I am now and there's no going There's no going back Youth is cesarean Removed from the womb of time Don't readjudicate Your life with with each new piece of evidence you find If my past is just a story that I tell myself About myself And god's how I Forgive myself If I do my best For someone else They might as well be kind So I’ll be.