Movin' 1

(album: Sunday Concert - 1969)

Everybody's moving, moving across the town,
The skyline grows and the cut of the clothes,
Is enough to turn you around.
Oh, oh the future is just an hour away,
And the hearts of youth are aflame,
Everybody's moving, nothing stays the same!
Fields are turning, the bridges are burning,
And the light turns night into day.
It's the time to stake it or make it or break it,
For the time flies quickly away.
Oh, oh it's the time to start making your mark,

And it's the time to get in the game!
Everybody's moving, nothing stays the same!

Upwards, outwards, all around,
They're reaching for the sky.
The ribbons of highway and roads of steel,
It's a time to be alive!
Oh, oh, ain't no raging river that we can't cross,
Nor giant too tall to be slain,
Everybody's moving, nothing stays the same!