Season Song - John Murphy The unfolding of the year And now our season is here All the balances are clear Now that our time is here In a perfect present tense Through our wide rose tinted lens When the words have all been spent Will we still have meant them Through the window see the place Like a fond and sweet embrace For a moment face to face In the sweetest embrace The unfolding of the year And now our season is here All the balances are clear Now that our time is here编辑于2021/04/06更新