Now

Now, now when the time has come
A shape of a past has begun
To form in a motion of sight and sound
The tone still lingers in your head
It's with you when you go to bed
A dream made you feel wide awake yesterday
Been patient enough to a lie
While awaiting the truth to arrive
You know what the doctor prescribed was sleep
You've drawn up the pictures of hell
And I've told all the fortunes to tell
I believe it is time to withdraw
and stand my ground

Time is old and twisted now
Trying to get through somehow
Making up a pattern, almost true...
...the shape of you

It's me you dream of when you're scared
And I know that it's the strangest thing
Assuming all is plain and simple, stars that twinkle
They twinkle light

So now that you're on your own
The season to cry has begun
Still you're the one who is perfectly calm
You walk in the garden you know
Your hands alone have planted this earth
They've nurtured the seeds that will grow to life
A life underneath and above
The surface tells you that it's grown
The love that you carry is a burden you wear alone
No room for a sunray to light
All the darkness that you wish to fight
It kills you and lets you revive each night