If this isn’t the time
When would be ok
If I wasn't to give a sign
What would you have me say
And so we begin
Floating through the water reeds
Same as it ever was is our sin
Turning time back to misspent deeds
If that wasn’t the case
What would be the truth
If I hadn’t joined the race
Would I be here and not aloof
And so we end
Walking on the open moors
Same as it ever was is to lend
The season to our universal cures
