Time of Day

Old dream wrapped in a new vision

When the path was not a maze

When the vibes formed the emotion

Demons, they wear no known face

When we felt free to run and play

When unaware of the time of the day

Need not know a game is just a game

When unaware of the time of day

 

Suddenly started feeling pressure

Like the edge of a knife’s blade

Do good, but you gotta do better

Gotta keep on making the grade

Wear an iron mask, inside a cage

Fully aware of the time of day

Million thoughts overload the brain

Fully aware of the time of the day

 

Freedom was sold at a discount rate

Freedom sold as a day off from the grind

But freedom is old as heaven’s gate

Get it, you got it, time takes care of time

 

Barely begun, now it’s ended

Sign a paper, turn the page

War horse put out to pasture

Left out on some hill to graze

Always fought another’s battles

The foe was the time of day

Never wrote that great novel

The foe was the time of day

 

Grandkids forced to visit

Don’t have much to say

Mesmerized by their devices

You pray they will seize the day

And feel free to run and play

Unaware of the time of the day

Before time takes their time away

Take hold of the time of day

 

Let their games be just a game

Take hold of the time of day

It can all still be OK

Take hold of the time of day

Go run, go run and play

Be not aware of the time of day

Run now, until night becomes day

Until night becomes your day

Words: Gordon Glantz; Music: Terri Camilari