Paul Weller – 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 changing man, built on shifting sands
I’m the changing man, 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.

I’m the changing man, built on shifting sands
I’m the changing man, waiting for the bang,
As I 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 changing man, built on shifting sands
I’m the changing man, waiting for the bang,
As I light a bitter fuse

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