Aquarelle

Up in the morning lonely music goes on

Clouds of unknowing not written in stone

Questions are still haunting me

Cause I was so blind to the sign, to the sign of my life

Running in circles still round and round

Trying to touch down back on the ground

Moving so fast, get on too slow

Cause I was so blind to the sign, to the sign of the times

Like an aquarelle in the rain

Young years are burning in vain

Trying to save the world on our own

Before everything dies

Sign of the times

We're turning the pages as years all go by

On each page a challenge, or a cheap little try

These are the days full of lies

Cause I was so blind to the sign, to the sign of the times

Like an aquarelle in the rain

Young years are burning in vain

Trying to save the world on our own

Before everything dies

Sign of the times

Is there is peak at the top of the bill

Strength of the weak beyong the will

Downshifting downhill it's too late

Cause I was so blind to the sign, to the sign of the times

Like an aquarelle in the rain

Young years are burning in vain

Trying to save the world on our own

Before everything dies

Sign of the times

Sign of the times

I wss trying to leave without a trace

No reason to stay, escape from the gray

So many years slipped away

Cause I was so blind to the sign, to the sign of the times

Questions of young years still haunting me so

A suitcase of memories comes over me

But too many years slipped away

Cause I'm still so blind to the sign, to the sign of my life

Sign of the times

Sign of the times