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