Standing on the deck watching at the sun
Running out of luck, uneven turn
Face is dirty and muddy gum
Dancing on a changed tune
It’s time to begin
Moving around in strange direction
Following the faith for resurrection
“Will to fight” is some of the greatest things
That silver touch and golden swing
I want it back; it’s time to begin
Arms folded, holding pieces of dreams
Dead stars, undone and sound of Requiem
Dazed on instant skid
Rowing thru this rim of sorrow
Holding on to revive
It’s time to begin
Living on twisted terms
Hopping on the predictive enigma
Fallen down, moved around to let it go
Now the world is a brand new place
Lucid and green
It’s time to begin
