Lyrics by Duane HewittSomewhere from the pastSomething keeps reaching out to touch meSomething in the darkCalls out my nameReaching out of timeSinging a haunting troubled rhymeLeaving a soft and saddened cryIt calls to meVoices from a pastI don’t rememberMemories of a timeI might have known Calling out to meVoices of […]

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