Verse 1:

I remember being parked at the shops
Heading to the bird market with pops
When I first smelled the barley and hops

Used to standby watch and idolise
Felt like the start of a lot
Those days are gonna fill my heart ‘til it stops

Sat and listened to his wisdom before departing the flock
Now this Phoenix can’t be imprisoned by the hands on the clock
Travelled through each valley driven while outsmarting the fox
Aiming high to fasten my position as the sharpest dart in the box

Never occurred to me to see myself how others did
‘Cause I was always proud of who I was my mothers kid
Memorising lyrics with my sister every summer
And hitting the snooker hall soaking up everything my brother did

My fam was always there and cared for me through thick and thin
So I’ll never let them down come time to sink or swim
Deserving all the credit that I’m giving like a chip and pin
We gotta stick together through these times that we’re living in

Hook:

From the coombe to the tomb never howl at the moon
I just hope the flowers bloom before my hour of doom
‘Cause now is never too soon

Now is never too soon
Now is never too soon

Verse 2:

Growing up around here can be a challenging mission
When your surrounded by doubt but hold a smarter ambition
What I’ve learned is never to pass up a chance to be different
We’re originals and self abandonment can't be forgiven

Somewhere on the line between the passion and daydreaming
Came a time to gain a deep understanding or stay scheming
My veracity made the fantasies stay leaving
I’ll always value my path although damaged it gave meaning

Spent too many nights slumped staring at the ceiling
Thinking I was numb but I was scared to share how I was feeling
Breathing deeply overthinking searching for a reason
But keeping how I felt inside never helped the healing

I got bleeding sick of it at times I was living fast
Feeling my heart beating slow like how long will this last
Said I won’t stay in one spot and get lost in the past
Good or bad I stay moving forward with all I’ve amassed, gassed

Hook:

From the coombe to the tomb never howl at the moon
I just hope the flowers bloom before my hour of doom
‘Cause now is never too soon

Now is never too soon
Now is never too soon