Lyric Movin (sunday Concert Plus)
Everybody s movin , movin across the town,
The Skyline grows and the cut of the clothes,
Is enough to turn you around.
Oh, Oh the future is just an hour away,
And the hearts of youth are aflame,
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!
Fields are turnin , the bridges are burnin ,
And the light turns night into day.
It s the time to stake it or make it or break it,
For the time flies quickly away.
Oh, oh it s the time to start makin your mark,
And it s the time to get in the game!
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!
Upwards, outwards, all around,
They re reachin for the sky.
The ribbons of highway and roads of steel,
It s a time to be alive!
Oh, oh, ain t no ragin river that we can t cross,
Nor giant too tall to be slain,
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!
The Skyline grows and the cut of the clothes,
Is enough to turn you around.
Oh, Oh the future is just an hour away,
And the hearts of youth are aflame,
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!
Fields are turnin , the bridges are burnin ,
And the light turns night into day.
It s the time to stake it or make it or break it,
For the time flies quickly away.
Oh, oh it s the time to start makin your mark,
And it s the time to get in the game!
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!
Upwards, outwards, all around,
They re reachin for the sky.
The ribbons of highway and roads of steel,
It s a time to be alive!
Oh, oh, ain t no ragin river that we can t cross,
Nor giant too tall to be slain,
Everybody s movin , nothin stays the same!