Strange Change

Strange change is a good thing

Likes to rip folks apart, change the hue of my face

There’s no time like the present, no place like home for change

I could pour me a tall glass of the sky so wide

I could bicker and fuss, I could take tail and hide

But I’ll wrap around you and let the spirit inside

And let my old thoughts slide

Be still and let my words fall on water

I’m patient to see just how tall

A man can get when’s he’s got it all

See, good things came when I waited for the draught to end

My habits I could crush for you and my lust I could send away

But there’s nothing I can do to avoid that fateful day

When my beauty falls away

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Love takes time, time makes growth

Growth is a fire that burns the old me

Stealing in the night, trying to stay young

What about grey hair - what about wisdom?

What’s my name in the language of the men who came in the name of the lord?

Hallowed be the flame that burns beneath me - let me try to explain before you blame me like before

It’s all spiritual to the young, blonde, easy-going lover’s soul

But it’s “All hail” to the spirits that soar down the throat of the man who says the devil make him drink more

Time away will do us well

Take the chance that he gave us and give them hell