Through the door, on the grass I see no rain
Three lines, coloured lines, directions from the main
Streetlight, moonlight sunny days not scarce
Windows creeping open, shoelaces screaming keep us here
Right time, right time yeah
I've been working through what I feel doesn't get me there
Harsh reasons send a message you've borrowed despair
Scared to leave behind companions and friends
Enemies, junkies, on your knees, plenty dead ends
Right time, right time yeah
Right time, right time yeah
Opening more invitations to sit down and stare
Return address unknown, in turn identity bare
What happens when you get cold feet in the warmest environment
Where is that feeling I need commitment
Right time, right time yeah
Right time, right time yeah
Right time, right time yeah
Right time, right time yeah
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