Testo It's Time! (Chapter Three)

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

Chorus
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 dreamed
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