"The times.
They are a'changing."
And yet they stay so still.
We are who we are,
never again who we once were.
And if you like that,
I'll put you in my pocket.
Carried around safe
At the corner of my mind.
And if you like that,
I'll show you who I am.
Looking lovely,
Somewhere in my life.
It all just goes round and round.
The angst
-gives way-
to the joy.
The joy
-gives way-
to the despair.
Home follows me around
Like a bad cold
Home holds my hand
Like a sweet melody
And if you like that,
I'll keep you handy.
Feeling beautiful,
Like that book I can't put down.
And if you like that,
We'll keep moving.
Like a circle,
It'll never end. |