Time Zones

If you were to ask me "what time is it?" Don't look at me puzzled if I am ahead by six hours right after i check my watch and tell you My heart lives on the 7 when we are still on 1 and those notches in between Are in a space I constantly feel pulling on me Because hes on the 7 and I'm on the 1 The 6 hours difference in what it is and what i told you Makes the world of difference to me

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