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Rodney Crowell

It's time to go inward, take a look at myself
Time to make the most of the time that I've got left
Prison bars imagined are no less solid steel

Time to go inward would you believe that I'm afraid
To stare down the barrel of the choices that I've have made
The ghost of bad decisions
Make mountains out of everything I feel

Outside my window the wind weaves a path through the trees
The moon takes a shine to the shadows that fall on the leaves

It's time to go inward, hmm
I don't know if I can do it after all that I've become
I've been a fool for money
But it's vanity that always leaves me flat

It's time to go inward, man I hope I have the nerve
To take an inventory of the causes that I serve
They say a man without a conscience
Is like a man without a country or somethin' like that

It's time to go inward, time to be still
If I don't do it now I don't believe I ever will
My mind is like a chatterbox
Whose noise pollutes the pathways to my soul

Time to go inward, time to get a grip
Time to put an end to one long bad acid trip
I'm all out of excuses now
For the way I've let my choices take a toll

Jesus and Buddha and Krishna and Minnie Pearl knew
To do unto others the things you want done unto you

It's time to go inward and take a look at me
Try to make some sense of life's illusions that I see
And try to solve the riddle
Of what it is I have to offer to this world

Written by CROWELL, RODNEY
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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