the walls are
awfully white
awfully bright today
round and round the same old town
countless ways

nothings changed

tonight’s the night
that we launch our fight
at this pointless tour known as life
and in the end maybe we will mend, but until then

nothings changed

nothings changed

you see me talking to myself
you think I’m talking for my health
but no I'm talking for my wealth
I having visions of the truth
strange understandings of my youth
you see me looking at the sun
I’m looking for the one
the only answer to this quest
that I'm on today

but nothings changed

pocket change