It's Time (Chapter Three) - Saga

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 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