Move With The Season (Temples)

When the time comes, move with the season Lend your young ears to the sound of day When the time comes, move with the feeling Lend your young ears to the sound of day When the time comes, move with the seasons Lend your young ears to the sound of day When the time comes, move with the feeling Lend your ears to the sound of day In our place where [?] Stretch the sunlight on our minds Bringing life to the size Waiting on some skies of light Take the handle, make it out now, never Take the crystal quill from me now, all we see The ink upon the glass The season through the night now paper white Making plans upon a crimson moonrise Take your crystal from the ground, now, all we see The see-through-colored words The season through the night now paper white When the time comes, move with the seasons Lend your young ears to the sound of day When the time comes, move with the feeling Lend your ears to the sound of day Take the handle, make it out now, never Take the crystal quill from me now, all we see The ink upon the glass The season through the night now paper white Making plans upon a crimson moonrise Take your crystal from the ground, now, all we see The see-through-colored words The season through the night now paper white Take the handle, move it forth Save the memory of the star Now your life has changed And though there is no yonder Had he known that you were fonder Of the things you had from birth Take the handle, move it forth Save the memory of the star Now your life has changed And though there is no yonder Had he known that you were fonder Of the things you had from birth