Hurry Up and Wait

63 Days in a week We're not dead yet Please mother earth green my eyes Make me love you We know we deserve lessons taught This may help Oh no, throw us back, let us go This is our time Time in our hands, in this spring Brown leaves are falling Run, hurry up, may this not Be for nothing No snow anymore The rain washed it all Away, away, oh no Hurry up now Lead us not into what's long gone Lead us right into What's left