Do you know you don’t have to put up a fight
For a life that’s been given to you?
The proffering’s there but you don’t even use it;
You don’t care to choose
You’re wasting your apathy, wasting capacity
Your world will be arid soon
Now’s the time (not tomorrow)—the time to

Turn around / walk away
Bind the do to the say
Take some of your crimsons and scatter them out
Hide away the delight
Of a wondrous tonight
Save it for Monday when the silvers are grey

There’s goodness inside you; I know it, I’ve seen it
But only a glimpse so far
So let it diffuse, like your herbal tea
Into this thirsty world
The day is expectant, you know we’re all waiting
So give us a reason to stand back in awe
Yes, now’s the time (not tomorrow) - the time to

Turn around / walk away
Bind the do to the say
Take some of your crimsons and scatter them out
Hide away the delight
Of a wondrous tonight
Save it for Monday when the silvers are grey

Cause now’s the time—and now’s today—it’s time to

Turn around / walk away
Bind the do to the say
Take some of your goldens and scatter them out
Cast pretense, keep the real
So they know how you feel
Dispel any continents lurking between
Rearrange, redefine
What is yours, what is mine
Don’t walk down a lane if the freeway’s your thing
Hide away the delight
Of a wondrous tonight
Save it for Monday when the silvers are grey

Save it for Monday when the silvers are grey
Save it for… save it for…
I’ll save it for one day when you’ve gone away


Lyrics submitted by Bear.

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