Signs, High Times
Here I am, I did it to myself
But I still don't know what I'm here for
Floating on my back
Hoping that I end up dry
I got a right
To put you in my sights
But I don't have the fight to rage on
Something tells me
That maybe you're the one worth saving
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
Just realized there's hatred in their eyes
Can't fool around with darkness for fun
Something tells me
Some people just ain't worth saving
Got turned around following the sound
Of a heartbeat that's been getting heavy
We've been here before
We were just getting ready
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
Better make up your mind
'Cause we got to get it right this time
So much good at stake
Don't give into the lies they make
Oh Lord, how did we get here again?
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
But I still don't know what I'm here for
Floating on my back
Hoping that I end up dry
I got a right
To put you in my sights
But I don't have the fight to rage on
Something tells me
That maybe you're the one worth saving
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
Just realized there's hatred in their eyes
Can't fool around with darkness for fun
Something tells me
Some people just ain't worth saving
Got turned around following the sound
Of a heartbeat that's been getting heavy
We've been here before
We were just getting ready
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
Better make up your mind
'Cause we got to get it right this time
So much good at stake
Don't give into the lies they make
Oh Lord, how did we get here again?
Signs, high times
No more fooling around
Signs, high times
Choose a seat and sit down
Signs, high times
Might ain't right
Signs, high times
Everything's ain't black and white
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
People, how long till your hand's called?
Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Lefebvre, Warren Haynes, Derek Trucks, Susan Tedeschi, Michael A Mattison
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