It’s about time that a door opened,
it’s about time that the grandfather clock
started to tick tock again
and kick start new energy
that you embrace as it embraces you,
enchantment is renewed
in your little time of stardust

to lean forward again in the plush
theatre seat of imagination
mesmerized by the dancers
with the precision of math
dressed in white multiplying mirror-like,
once again time stands still
in the magic of the moment

to the music of the years gone by.