A life filled with days of constant struggle, desperately trying to catch a creative wave and ride it home. I haven’t made it yet, but then again, I haven’t drowned yet either…
Change by Isaac Dust
Change
Another tap has been kegged
The question is begged
Wherever you go
they all want to know
A battle of steel
A final appeal
But is it a crime
to step out of time?
Maybe I’ll crack,
but the wind’s at my back
Some things don’t change
when everything changes
Another sun’s on the rise
in the back of my mind
Above I’m awake
but below I am sleeping
I wake up undressed
Guess I’m under arrest
But is it a crime
to take what is mine?
Maybe I’ll crack,
but the wind’s at my back
Some things don’t change
when everything changes
Don’t ever change…
Have you ever been dreaming
you were singing a song
and you wake up to find
you can still hum along?
The words quickly fade
but the melody lingers forever
Yeah, forever
Maybe I’ll crack,
but the wind’s at my back
[Put your hand upon my heart
Do you feel anything?
I don’t feel anything at all…]
