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• Artiste: Eliza Magill
• Titre: For Monday
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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