It's Time (Chapter 3) کے بول

Large and tall ones, short and small ones Working 'round a frame The pieces fit so perfectly Like some large metal game The time draws near, and with it fear All senses a new kind I'll not look back, on watered thoughts Rearranging mine It's time! This time! Make me now! It's time! This time! Change me now! The book has said, that all the plans Would be well within my reach And here things were Even larger than I'd reamed This metal gift, a perfect shift From the art of being kind I'll not look back, on tired thoughts And all those changing minds It's time! This time! Make me now! It's time! This time! Change me now!