Changing mind, suffer through these changing times
Everyday is strange, suffer through each day
Wishing I could push rewind
Oh I'll lose my friends, lose my mind
Struggling through these changing times
Everyday in vain, it's hard to stay the same
Sifting through these changing lines
And what I want ain't what you got
I haven't written my feelings down in quite some time
I hope you will listen to what troubles my mind
And soon you will find
Where has all the good art
Where has all the good art gone?
Nobody's putting all their words in songs
They'll just bicker and fight
Argue and strike all day long
And die on the hill even if they're wrong
They're wrong
Changing times
It's changing times
It's changing times
It's changing times
It's changing times
It's changing times
