Sign of the Times

Sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
And he is on the borderline
Sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
And he is on the borderline
All in rows
Their precious things are locked away
All they chose
Tomorrow may just be today
Suburban dreams
Are all that he’s allowed to say
In lock and key
Where he begins to break away
Sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
And he is on the borderline
It’s the sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
On the borderline
Break him out
Of Revolutionary Road
But is in too deep
In the familiar warmth of old
At 6am the daily horror show is born
At 5pm another line of life is torn
And he is home
He is home again
He is home
Home again
And he is home
And he is home again
And he is home
And he is home again
And so he stands
He makes a stand before the picket fences
And he feels the warmth of old is cold and not all he was born to be and he
becomes the…
Sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
And he is on the borderline
It’s the sign of the times
And he is on the borderline
On the borderline
Break him out of Revolutionary Road