Writer: Adam Smith, Alina Normile, Ciarán Terrence Hurd, Neill James Marshall, Roger Denis Moran
Composer: Adam Smith, Alina Normile, Ciarán Terrence Hurd, Neill James Marshall, Roger Denis Moran
Lyrics
Too much time on those hands
How it gets you thinking
Like you know that you've been lying to yourself
It's hard for you to stay with it
Hard for you to believe it
Won't you come and witness
Won't you come and feel it
Today!
We'll drive those dreams away
Come and feel it today, we'll hide the night at bay
We got plenty of room here, won't you come and visit
We'll make sure that you won't hurt for no one else
It's hard for you to deceive him?
So hard for you to believe him?
Won't you come and live this
Won't you come and feel him
Today!
We'll drive your dreams away
Come and feel it today
We'll hide the night at bay
Lord, he's calling today
Yeah, he's calling today
I'm the master of your time, feeding off your soul
I'm the chosen from above, what you're dreaming of
Blessed hymns around here, hear what you'd rather hear
Won't you come and feel him today
We'll drive those dreams away
Come and feel it today
We'll hide the night at bay
Your lord is calling today
Yeah, he's calling today
Adam Smith, Alina Normile, Ciarán Hurd, Neill Marshall, Roger Moran