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Sign of the Times
Where's this place called heaven
Is it real can it be defined
What about this life I'm living with its loose ends that need tying
I want to feel I'm growing but I don't know my boundary lines
I guess the questions I'm asking must be
All my days run together like bad rhymes in free verse
People pushin, crawlin, fightin to be first
And streams of screams are telling me
all the things that I'm not
Yet no one ever asks me what I'm about
Sign of the Times
And I am overwhelmed by all these ISMS
Who claim that only they're the ONE true path
But then my inner vision makes me stop and carefully weigh
how dare they say that only they own GOD
I listen to the words of those for whom I have respect
but colorful vocabulary just doesn't have much depth
I'm hungry for definition and starving to be precise
I'm waiting for a vision but as yet
None has materialized
Short Song Description:
Just who is who and what is what here
Long Song Description:
A longer version of the short version above
Story Behind the Song:
Lots of questions and very few answers...but everyone wants to tell you what to do...especially ISMS
Lyric Credits: Robert Wuagneux
Music Credits: Robert Wuagneux
Producer Credits: Robert Wuagneux
Publisher Credits: Robert Wuagneux
Performance Credits: Robert Wuagneux
Label Credits: SELF
Song Length: 3:38
Primary Genre: New Age-Progressive
Secondary Genre: -
Tempo / Feel: Medium (111 - 130)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Life
Subject Matter 2: General
Mood 1: Restless
Mood 2: Troubled
Similar Artist 1: David Bowie
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later