The Changingman
Bill Foster / Brendan Lynch
Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel
Like a man being 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
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
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