It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
A mongrel mask you no longer wear
A dull armor you no longer need
An airless room you cannot bear
A doomsday voice you will no heed
Crossing out of the shadow land
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
It's time for something new
Sidelined by your celebration
Of only what's only pretty and nice
There's comfort in some complication
You've got the sugar now get some spice
Crossing out of the shadow lands
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
High time for something new
Climb out of the canyon
That's no place to hide
Slide into the cannon
And learn to love the ride
The ride
The ride
It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
Bill Gregory - High Time Lyrics
Bill Gregory - High Time Lyrics
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It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
A mongrel mask you no longer wear
A dull armor you no longer need
An airless room you cannot bear
A doomsday voice you will no heed
Crossing out of the shadow land
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
It's time for something new
Sidelined by your celebration
Of only what's only pretty and nice
There's comfort in some complication
You've got the sugar now get some spice
Crossing out of the shadow lands
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
High time for something new
Climb out of the canyon
That's no place to hide
Slide into the cannon
And learn to love the ride
The ride
The ride
It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
A mongrel mask you no longer wear
A dull armor you no longer need
An airless room you cannot bear
A doomsday voice you will no heed
Crossing out of the shadow land
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
It's time for something new
Sidelined by your celebration
Of only what's only pretty and nice
There's comfort in some complication
You've got the sugar now get some spice
Crossing out of the shadow lands
Stepping up to the wider view
Find yourself a place to stand
It's time to make it new
High time for something new
Climb out of the canyon
That's no place to hide
Slide into the cannon
And learn to love the ride
The ride
The ride
It's more than straight and narrow
It's color outside the lines
A marked up map of far away
And it's high time
Writer: Bill Gregory
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid