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High Time

It’s high time – I started to consider
High Time – the word became the deed
An ill wind – is blowing ‘cross the country
High time – I stood for my belief

All roads won’t lead you into heaven
And there’s nothing new – to come under the sun
As the fires rage – at another bloody suicide
How are we - to think of everyone - now

High time – the race got started running
High time – for meat instead of milk
High time – the bread was traded fairly
High time – too much blood’s already spilled

Here is one man
Sacrificed for many
He took the suffering
But he did not take revenge

Wheels within wheels and no master
Everyone does right in his own eyes
Things are getting fit for more disaster
Escape from reason - will be our demise

High time – for a change in our direction
High time – for the straight and narrow road
High time – to play upon the conscience
Tell the truth – before the gates have all been closed

Words & Music By Gareth Davies-Jones
Copyright©Gareth Davies-Jones - April 2004