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Preparations done, all the sweat and tears
All the grafted hours, how they seem like years
No more looking back, No time for doubt
No time to work any problems out
The hour has come....

All the darkened days, all the sleepless nights
All the broken dreams, it's time to put them right
I often wondered if I'd see this day
Yet at last it seems it's finally come my way
The hour has come ....

Gonna step on up, gonna take my aim
If I miss the mark there's only me to blame
Gonna show them all, gonna do my best
Gonna turn it on, it's time to beat the rest

So the pressure mounts, adrenaline is high
No time to think, its time to do or die
It's down to trust and down to faith
That all the toil will bear fruit today
The hour has come...

Gonna step on up....

No more will I listen
To the voice that says I'll be beaten,
So I'll step forwards believing
That the hour has come...

Gonna step on up....

The hour has come

© Peter Napthine, February 2013