Nothing stands still, and the world keeps on turning. But do you know where your going? Do you like this change? Whatever our choices, we must adapt or die.
SIGN OF THE TIMES:
Morning is here, the night has slipped by
Already the sun is bright in the sky.
Headlines in the paper, scream another death today
Somebody else won't see the sun again
It seems these last few years gone by
so many good people have had to die
I guess it's just a sign of the times.
For even the wine no longer tastes like the wine.
From every field and walk of life
One is born who can battle through strife
And should he at last a victor be,
We simply add one more name to history
Yet lately the history books grow thin,
and not many battles does mankind win
It could be that mans driving force is through
Decisions are made by me and by you.
That our life-styles need complete re-arranging
What once were highly regarded virtues
are now today's controversial issues
Our meaning of life is lost for ever,
just like the polluted mountain heather
I would that all mankind would know
That for us all - there may be no tomorrow