
Our Time
by Stephen Sondheim
on Merrily We Roll Along (The New Cast Recording) (1994)
[COMPANY]
Something is stirring
Shifting ground
It's just begun
Edges are blurring
All around
And yesterday is done
Feel the flow
Hear what's happening
We're what's happening
Don't you know?
We're the movers and shapers
We're the names in tomorrow's papers
Up to us, man, to show 'em
It's our time, breathe it in
Worlds to change and worlds to win
Our turn coming through
Me and you, man
Me and you
[FRANK]
Feel how it quivers
On the brink
[CHARLEY]
What?
[FRANK]
Everything
Gives you the shivers
Makes you think
There's so much stuff to sing
And you and me
We'll be singing it like the birds
Me with music and you the words
Tell 'em things they don't know
[FRANK AND CHARLEY]
Up to us, pal, to show 'em
Our time, breahte it in
Worlds to change and worlds to win
Our turn, we're what's new
Me and you, pal, me and you
Feel the flow
Hear what's happening
We're what's happening
Long ago
All we had was that funny feeling
Saying someday we'd send 'em reeling
Now it looks like we can
[CHARLEY]
Someday just began
[FRANK AND CHARLEY]
It's our heads on the block
Give us room and start the clock
Our time coming through
Me and you, pal
Me and you
Me and you
[FRANK, CHARLEY, AND MARY]
Something is stirring
Shifting ground
It's just begun
Edges are blurring
All around
And yesterday is done
[COMPANY]
Feel the flow
Hear what's happening
We're what's happening
Don't you know?
We're the movers and shapers
We're the names in tomorrow's papers
Up to us, man, to show 'em
It's our time, breathe it in
Worlds to change and worlds to win
Our turn coming through
Me and you, pal
Me and you
[FRANK, CHARLEY, AND MARY]
Years from now
We'll remember and we'll come back
Buy the rooftop and hang a plaque
"This is where we began
Being what we can."
[ALL]
It's our heads on the block
Give us room and start the clock
Our dream coming true
Me and you, pal
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
Me and you
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