I dreamt every word and letter meant the same to all of
us,
But oh, all those places I had to take account.
The basement noise, the savior, it's not worth everyone
and night just fits the picture, but all has come undone
Now now now
Now now now
Now now now
Now now now
Those fires are harder to spot while burning in the sun
I'll be around to hold you, but remember I'm just one
and come March, April, May think past will return...
Maybe we need a new savior
Or many of all ages
All preaching from the choir
So maybe we need a new savior
Or many of all ages
All preaching from the choir
Now now now
Now now now
Now now now
Now now now