Sign of the Times Is A Song By Harry Styles. Lyrics Are Penned By Harry StylesJeff BhaskerMitch RowlandRyan NasciAlex SalibianTyler Johnson While Music Is Produced By BhaskerSalibianJohnson. Official Music Video Is Released On Official Channel.
Sign of the Times Song Information
| Song Name | Sign of the Times |
| Film/Album | Harry Styles |
| Language | English |
| Singer | Harry Styles |
| Lyrics By | Harry StylesJeff BhaskerMitch RowlandRyan NasciAlex SalibianTyler Johnson |
| Composer | BhaskerSalibianJohnson |
| Produce By | BhaskerSalibianJohnson |
| Genre | Pop rocksoft rock |
| Release Date | May 8, 2017 |
Sign of the Times Lyrics
Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
Welcome to the final show
Hope you’re wearing your best clothes
You can’t bribe the door on your way to the sky
You look pretty good down here
But you ain’t really good
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets?
Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
It’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
Just stop your crying
Have the time of your life
Breaking through the atmosphere
And things are pretty good from here
Remember, everything will be alright
We can meet again somewhere
Somewhere far away from here
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
Just stop your crying
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away from here
We gotta get away from here
Stop your crying
Baby, it’ll be alright
They told me that the end is near
We gotta get away from here
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
The bullets, the bullets?
We never learn, we’ve been here before
Why are we always stuck and running from
Your bullets, the bullets?
We don’t talk enough
We should open up
Before it’s all too much
Will we ever learn?
We’ve been here before
It’s just what we know
Stop your crying, baby
It’s a sign of the times
We gotta get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to get away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away
We got to—we got to—away
