Seasons of Change

I’ve lost all I can lose in this town

and the reason I first came here

is the reason I can’t stick around

see, I belong to noone

and noone to me

you might call that being lonely

I call it being free

and the cold, wet winds of change come about

they get, get

get warmer with age

and I don’t lie, so don’t doubt

that onwards and upwards

gonna find me a

better days

forever hungry and restless

for the seasons of change

I’m cast beneath her murmurs wilful

helpless in her throes

she’s the ever present

catalyst

for my wistful wisp of hope

i heard her speak the wrong word

for an absence borne of shame

though her spirit’s still a part of me

we’re apart and not the same

and the cold, wet winds of change come about

they get, get

get warmer with age

and I don’t lie, so don’t doubt

that onwards and upwards

gonna find me a

better days

forever hungry and restless

for the seasons of change