The Changingman
Is happiness real or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel, like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect, aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself, I light the fuse
I'm the changingman, built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman, waiting for the bang
As I light a bitter fuse
Our time is on loan, only ours to borrow
What I can't be today, I can be tomorrow
And the more I see, the more I know
The more I know, the less I understand
I'm the changingman, built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman, waiting for the bang
To light a bitter fuse
It's a bigger part when our instincts act
A shot in the dark a movement in black
And the more I see, the more I know
The more I know, the less I understand
I'm the changingman, built on shifting sands
I don't have a plan I'm the changingman, waiting for the bang
As I light a bitter fuse
You Do Something To Me
You do something to me something deep inside
I'm hanging on the wire for love I'll never find
You do something wonderful chase it all away
Mixing my emotions throws me back again
Hanging on the wire I'm waiting for my change
I'm dancing through the fire just to catch a flame feel real again
You do something to me somewhere deep inside
Hoping to get close to you a peace I cannot find
Dancing through the fire just to catch a flame
Just to get close to just close enough to tell you that...
You do something to me something deep inside
Wake Up The Nation
Fish from the paper, fresh from the sea
The cracks in the pavement, the city in siege
I don't know where to replace it or who to believe
I can't find an opinion that aint on its knees
Scratching around in a second hand gown when you shouldn't be
We're gonna wake up the nation and don't be no drag
Shake up the station and out of their hands
We're gonna wake up the nation and don't be no drag
Shake up the station and out of their hands
Nowhere to be nowhere to bleed
Get ya face out the Facebook and turn off your phone
The death of the post box, no one is home
Scratching around in a second hand gown when you shouldn't be
Nowhere to be nowhere to bleed
Wild Wood
High tide, mid afternoon people fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you are blowing getting to where you should be going
Don't let them get you down making you feel guilty about
Golden rain, will bring you riches all the good things you deserve and now
Climbing, forever trying find your way out of the wild wood
Now there's no justice only yourself that you can trust in
High tide, mid afternoon people fly by, in the traffics boom
Knowing, just where you are blowing getting to where you should be going
Day by day your world fades away waiting to feel all the dreams that say
Golden rain will bring you riches all the good things you deserve now
Climbing, forever trying find your way out of the wild wood
You are gonna find you way out of the wild wood
Sunflower
I don't care how long this lasts we have no future, we have no past
I write this now while I'm in control I'll choose the words and how the melody goes
Along winding streets we walked hand in hand and how I long for that sharp wind
To take my breath away again I'd run my fingers through your hair hair like a wheatfield I'd run through
And I miss you so I miss you so now you're gone, I feel so alone I miss you so
I'd send you a flower a Sunflower bright
Because you cloud my days messing up my nights
And all the way up to the top of your head
Sun-showered kisses I felt we had
And I miss you so I miss you so
Now you are gone, I feel so low I miss you so, I do
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