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Sign of the Times

Sign of the times
and we think we can change it

How did we forget
and begin to waste it

Chorus:
The cover of a tree will shelter me from harm
The sun will burn my face and always leave me charred

Would you sink a ship
in the middle of the Ocean

Cast away your orrs
and slowly drift to sea

Chorus:
The cover of a tree will shelter me from harm
The sun will burn my face and always leave me charred

Ill make a million dollars
and give it all away

Build a running track
a path to pave the way