view from here (i can see it all)
Well change is coming, change is near.
Change is going but change is always here.
It’s pounding down, pouring down.
It’s floating down.
Change is kidding all around.
Bozo the clown has long blown town.
And he’s taken all of his mother’s milk frowns.
I walk the streets, the streets of your mind.
I got no need for other's road signs.
I got no need for their analysis.
And got no need for their what really is.
I can see it all though it’s dark in there.
There’s nothing hidden under your curly hair.
It’s blinding bright but I can still see
Every lock’s every key.
I can see the start and the end
And the changes that may come again.
I can see the movement in your mind.
I can even see what you’ve left behind.
I can see the invisible down to the core.
And I can see what answers are for.
I can even see the Lone Ranger’s name.
I can see that nothing has really changed.
Change is going, going, going, gone.
No need to do the paragon.
I can see how simple it is.
Sometimes they hit but mostly they miss.
Change is coming, change is near.
Change is going but change is always here.
Bozo the clown don’t you dare blow town.
We need your smiles but we also need your frown.