Lisa Fitzgibbon Before It's Too Late
Tell me what time of day is it?
The lights are on but I don't see the sun
Tell me what time of day is this?
Less get more and more get none
It's a crime, it's a one way dreamtime
We gotta reconcile before it's too late
Tell me what time of day is it?
My eyes are open but they don't see a thing
Tell me what time of day is this
When my pain brings such sweet relief?
It's a crime, it's a one way dreamtime
We gotta reconcile before it's too late
Before it's too late
They built a fence around your dreams they put a title in my hand
A lot of words that simply mean that your beck is my command
The blood it is the river and the body is the land
It's give and take but giving back is something we don't understand
So what kind of game is this?
Winning means watching people loose
Tell me what kind of game is this
To deal the hand then go and change the rules?
It's a crime, it's a one way dreamtime
We gotta reconcile before it's too late
Before it's too late
He knows because he's seen it with his own eyes
She knows, she knows the sacrifice, the compromise
He's a painter, she's a poet
He's a saint and they don't know that
Who he is and what she does
Their actions effect all of us
So what time of day is this?
We push and pull but nothing seems to change
What time of day is this?
We know the cure and we endure the pain
It's a crime, it's a one way dreamtime
We gotta reconcile before it's too late
Before it's too late
It's a crime, it's a one way dreamtime
We gotta reconcile before it's too late
Before it's too late
Before it's too late
Before too late!
