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• Artiste: Gil Scott-Heron
• Titre: A Sign Of The Ages
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It's a sign of the ages Markings on my mind Men at the crossroads At odds with an angry scab There can be no salvation There can be no rest Until all old customs Are put to the test The gods are all angry You hear from the breeze As night slams like a hammer Yeah, and you drop to your knees The questions can't be answered You're always haunted by the past The world's full of children Who grew up too fast Yeah, but where can you run Since there ain't no world of your own And you know that no one will ever miss you, yeah yeah yeah When you're finally gone So you cry like a baby, a baby Or you go out and get high But there ain't no peace on Earth, man Maybe peace when you die, yeah