Now It's On

Now that the "k" is in place Where the "c" used to be It seems that I'm ceasing to be In a season of the old me I wouldn't trade my place I got no reason to be Weathered and withering Like in the season of the old me Bust the lock off the front door Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore Light the light on the front porch Once it's on you're never wanna turn it off anymore And now it's on Now it's on Now that the lake's in place Where the dead sea used to be It seems that I'm ceasing to be In the season of the old me I wouldn't trade my place I got no reason to be Weathered and Withering Like in a season of the old me Bust the lock off the front door Once you're outside you won't want to hide anymore Light the light on the front porch Once it's on you're never wanna turn it off anymore And now it's on And now it's on And now it's on And now it's on Now it's on Now it's on