SHOWS: 7/18/25: FINLEY'S | 8/1/25: REPEAL
By: Mark Mulé
VERSE 1:
Leaving places far overdue
If you hesitate, I’ve got no time for you
There's new beginnings, forget the past
This empty road will fill up fast
PRE CHORUS:
We sport a vine. The sowing’s begun
Venturing high to the light of the sun
We stagger far with no mind to the bend
And wonder beyond autumn’s end
VERSE 2:
Keep pace and don't fall behind
Time wasted is a waist of time
Change will freeze as you contemplate
A subtle move could be all it takes
PRE CHORUS:
We sport a vine. The sowing’s begun
Venturing high to the light of the sun
We stagger far with no mind to the bend
And wonder beyond autumn’s end
CHORUS:
Pay no mind to the powers that be
Use a pinch of salt for this recipe
This trip ain’t planned, let's hop over the fence
There's no reservations for this opulence
There's no reservations
INTERLUDE:
Ooooh, Time is wasted
Ohhhh, Time is wasted
Ohhhh, Time is wasted
Time is wasted
Time is wasted
PRE CHORUS:
We sport a vine. The sowing’s begun
Venturing high to the light of the sun
We stagger far with no mind to the bend
And wonder beyond autumn’s end
CHORUS:
Pay no mind to the powers that be
Use a pinch of salt for this recipe
This trip ain’t planned, let's hop over the fence
There's no reservations for this opulence
There's no reservations
INSTRUMENTAL/LEAD:
FINAL CHORUS:
Pay no mind to the powers that be
Use a pinch of salt for this recipe
This trip ain’t planned, let's hop over the fence
There's no reservations for this opulence.
There's no reservations