PLANET FICTION

I still don't know what I was waiting for / and my time was running wild

A million dead-end streets / every time I thought I'd got it made

It seemed the taste was not so sweet / so I turned myself to face me

But I've never caught a glimpse / of how the others must see the faker

I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / don't want to be a richer man

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / just gonna have to be a different man

Time may change me / but I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size / but never leave the stream

Of warm impermanence and / so the days float through my eyes

But still the days seem the same / and these children that you spit on

As they try to change their worlds / are immune to your consultations

They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / don't tell them to grow up and out of it

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / where's your shame

You've left us up to our necks in it / time may change me

But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me / changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / oh, look out you rock 'n rollers

Ch-ch-ch-ch-Changes / (turn and face the stranger)

Ch-ch-Changes / pretty soon you're gonna get a little older

Time may change me / but I can't trace time

I said that time may change me / but I can't trace time

( David Bowie, "Changes" )

// posted by A @ 11:48 da manhã