Dean Madonia: Audio/Video

When I first moved to Nashville, the first thing both of my neighbors wanted to know was "What church do you go to?" Hilarious!
I have had that question repeated many times since and I wrote "Signs" as an explanation to the curious and enquiring. I especially wrote this for my friend Rivers Rutherford and gave him a copy of an earlier version.
I am not going to include this one on my new CD, "Country and Mid-western." I have decided that it may ruffle the wrong feathers. I figure if anyone likes my stuff enough to check out my website, they may look past my personal beliefs and judge me by my work alone.

I SAW A HOMEMADE SIGN BY THE SIDE OF THE ROAD
IT CAUGHT MORE THAN MY EYE
IT JUST SAID GOD, UNDERNEATH AN ARROW
POINTING UP AT THE SKY
I HAD TO LOOK AROUND JUST IN CASE
BUT ALL I SAW WERE CLOUDS AND EMPTY SPACE

I’M LOOKING FOR SIGNS
FOR A LITTLE PEACE OF MIND
I’M WAITING ON THE END OF TIME
WHERE I DON’T KNOW WHAT I’LL FIND
WHEN I OPEN THAT DOOR
THEN I’LL KNOW WHAT I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR
ON THE ROAD AROUND DEVOUT RIGHT TO DIVINE
I’M LOOKING FOR SIGNS

AT THE LAST CHANCE GAS JUST OFF THE ROAD
THE ATTENDENT SMILED AND WAVED
HIS WHISKEY-WATER EYES LOOKED THROUGH MY SOUL
AND HE ASKED IF I WAS SAVED
I WAS RUNNING LATE, SO I JUST SAID YES
'CAUSE IF YOU’RE TALKING GOD - MORE IS LESS

CHORUS

IF I WAS RUNNING ON FAITH, I’D BE RUNNING ON FUMES
THIS WORLD MUST BE MORE THAN JUST A WAITING ROOM
FOR A PROMISED LAND THAT’S BEEN PROMISED TO SOME CHOSEN FEW

I MADE IT ALL THE WAY TO THE CROSSROADS
AND THE FATHER OF ALL LIES
HE LOOKED JUST LIKE THE PRESIDENT
AND SO I DROVE ON BY, LOOKING FOR SIGNS
LOOKING FOR SIGNS...