HOOK
When you gon try?
When you gon’ move? When you gon’ grind?
When you gon’ live? When you gon’ thrive?
When you gon’ give? When you gon’ rise?
Now is the time

VERSE 1
This moment will never come again
This the last time that you’re gonna hear this for the first time.
You can’t reverse time, only let it take its course
Wasting more of it is a luxury you can’t afford
What you waiting for? Every moment you allow to pass
Is another grain that falls through the hourglass
Another seed that could’ve been planted
For your own benefit and the good of the planet
Tell me what good is a talent if it ain’t practiced y’all
Now is the chance to act, it’s a casting call
For the folks who prone to groan and complain
Puttin off your great potential til you’re old and you’re grey
When you know you could change
Right now, we steady molding the clay
Might sound intimidating but this moment today
Is the hinge upon which the globe’s hope will be framed
I pray you’re bold enough to know to never throw it away

[HOOK]

VERSE 2
I was once told, You’ve got no reason to be stressed
Waitin on a harvest / you ain’t even plant the seeds yet
Words I heard but couldn’t fully receive yet
Heart had a whole host of idols - no Seacrest
Requests out of my comfort zone I would reject
On a diving board afraid of getting my feet wet
God’s garments? I’d settle for my rags
When life gave lemons, I would let em go bad
A stubborn young’n never grasped opportunities
When they came a knockin, I would pass on them foolishly
Now who would think the clueless teen I used to be
Would soon recruit you to a team of super humans who pursue their dreams
We don’t just snooze in the illusory but make it real
Faith and zeal have taken the place of lazing and chasing thrills
If you listenin, here’s my great appeal
Let this song be your comfort zone evacuation drill

[HOOK]

VERSE 3 (JORDON VEIRA)
I lost wait in the patience of time
Found it again after watching my wrist move so fast
that is was clocked at 60 moments per hour
Yet still it came in second after my mind
who recklessly danced in a momento to the tempo that
tick-tock’d in my temple
tick-tock
The world keeps turning like a wrist-watch
The world keeps earning, time in and time out
Time out in time, the clock is yearning to eat the second place race Tick-tock
Hickory dickory dock
Quick doc, prescribe me something for my tic
the world, it spins and we have not the right to stop it
But we do have what’s left
What’s up with the people who are down, down to nothing Grounds do nothing to hold the feet of hounds when hunting – they’re running
And those of us concerned with changing minds
Do so between the seconds on the clock, minding time
Pennies on the dollar
But we continue to move, to evolve
Because now is the time
Now is the time
The time is now
The time is always now
Now is the time.