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Sign of the Times

Author: MusingMinstrel
ASL Info:    26/Male/Chicago
Elite Ratio:    4.97 - 744 /744 /128
Words: 357
Class/Type: Lyrics /Misc
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First appreciated!

Sign of the Times

Sign of the Times
You have everything to offer and nothing left to lose
But you’re young and haven’t paid your dues
You’re hands aren’t calloused and neither is your heart
But that’s expected at the start
And one day the time will come
When you hear the firing of the gun
And with the a ray of the sun
The rat race has begun
Don’t hesitate or you’ll be left behind
It’s just a sign of the times.

I live my life strung out nine to five
And sometimes nine to twelve
With a million different way’s I’d rather spend my time
But not when these bills don’t pay themselves
And one day when minimum wage
Exceeds my hard earned pay
And all the people I train
Will one day take my place
That’s when you begin to realize
It’s just a sign of the times

Be happy with what they give
Be happy with what you got
Even if what you got
Ain’t a lot
They want you to succeed, but love to watch you fail
And disappear without a trail
And one day you should take my advice
Everything you do you gotta think twice
I think you should know
Nothing’s certain in this life
Gray is the new black and white
It’s just a sign of the times

Twenty years of service doesn’t make a lifetime friend
It's just a means to an end
It’s my work and I did it all for pay
Send me my check and on my way
I watch the world change
And how things that are old slowly get replaced
And pave the way for the demands of a new day
Death gives birth to new life
Just a sign of the times

Its not who you know
It’s who you blow
Secrets you keep and the ones you’ve told
Fired for my age
Fired for my race
Fired for how much I was “overpaid”
All this time getting old
And all this time getting gray
Nothing to show for...
Last breaths from an oxygen tank

Submitted on 2008-01-07 13:28:02     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  i dont know how this one escaped me.
i guess i read your pieces all out of order and dont know which ones ive visited and which i havent.

i think this is one of the most powerful lyrics of yours ive read. it seems to me that youve embraced the story telling elements of folk music and bought in a commentary of the way things are... this could have been sung by dylan... really... im not just saying that...

ive never stopped think about the way we replace old things... not in the context of people. i guess i should have though as i worked in a resthome looking after old people for a few years and some of the hurts i heard while working there were so heartbreaking... the way they'd been replaced... the way theyd had their livelihood taken from them because they were deemed "too old" to do any good...

ive never stopped to put myself in their shoes.

though some days i wonder what the deal is... why we strive and strive... work hard and miss out on spending time with loved ones... try to save our monies after paying the bills but get caught up in that gotta save more momentum and then wake to find we're 70 with creaky joints and short of breath and unable to use the money we have accumulated over the years to fulfill the dreams we've been telling ourselves we're striving for...

gah... i think youve captured the essence of humanity well in this piece
| Posted on 2008-06-03 00:00:00 | by Someones Epiphany | [ Reply to This ]
  Wow, a pretty powerful ending. overall, a pretty powerful social commentary. I like the scheme of how the rhymes are set up, even though, at times, it's hard to follow the rhythm of the piece. I can hear the tune for this in my head, but there are some places where it skipped, and I was confused. It pretty quickly resumed the pace, though. and did a pretty good job of that.

I like it. The words and images are powerful enough to actually make me think.

Wishing for more.

| Posted on 2008-01-09 00:00:00 | by Imadjinn | [ Reply to This ]

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