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Signs of Time
With a whisper it speaks
With a clatter it chimes
From the days to the weeks from the lows to the peaks
It's the sign of the times
All the memories and tears
All the mountains we climb
From all those we still fear to all those we hold dear
It's the sign of the times
When some rise to their best
When life stops on a dime
When we're put to the test from the East to the West
It's the sign of the times
From the things we adore
From musicians to mimes
From the things we abhor from poverty to war
It's the sign of the times
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Randy Freie
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