move with the season

when the time comes

move with the season

lend your young ears to the sound of day

when the time comes

groove with the feeling

lend your young ears to the sound of day

when the time comes

move with the seasons

lend your young ears to the sound of day

when the time comes

groove with the feeling

lend your ears to the sound of day

in our place where the times

stretch the sunlight on our minds

bringing life to the size

wait in autumn skies of light

take the handle

make it out now

never

take the crystal quill from me now

all we see

the ink upon the glass

the season through the night now paper white

make your plans upon a crimson moonrise

take your crystal from the ground

now

all we see

the see-through-colored words

the season through the night now paper white

when the time comes

move with the seasons

lend your young ears to the sound of day

when the time comes

move with the feeling

lend your ears to the sound of day

take the handle

make it out now

never

take the crystal quill from me now

all we see

the ink upon the glass

the season through the night now paper white

make your plans upon a crimson moonrise

take your crystal from the ground

now

all we see

the see-through-colored words

the season through the night now paper white

take the handle

move it forth

save the memory of the star

now your life has changed

and older is now younger

had he known that you were fonder

of the things you had from birth

take the handle

move it forth

save the memory of the star

now your life has changed

and older is now younger

had he known that you were fonder

of the things you had from birth