Tekster: Still Time. See America. Come Alive.

Father time used to dance through the night
With the ghosts of America's prime
He's still on our side with a family man's pride
In hopes we will rise once again

So hold us close sweet time
We'll rise once again
These years won't pass us by
So come alive my friends
So come alive my friends

An old man said \"I'm alive til I'm dead\"
So simple but I asked what he meant
He said life and love might be gifts from above
But our happiness comes from within
Life and love might be gifts from above
But our happiness comes from within

So hold us close sweet time
We'll dance once again
These years won't pass us by
So come alive my friends
So come alive my friends

(Thanks to Victoria for these lyrics)