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  77.     

David Bowie's *Changes*

I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste
was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware
of what they're going through

Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace
I'm going through

Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers
Changes
(Turn and face the stranger)
Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get
a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time


*Changes* By: David Bowie
 
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  78.     

I am a sculpture

I am sculptor and I sculpt all day
To make a man, a corresponding man, resembling those who were first
The zenith brought us light, brought us food
The zenith brought us heartache a broken charm not soothed

I am a sculptor and I sculpt all day
Carving, sculpting bits of common
It looks fashionable, it’s like ordinary
It looks like a conventional man, he will be popular

Ten English men
Ten English women
Everybody is cool
Everybody is true
Wearing the same clothes
As the sculpture wears to

Battle the outsiders their animals
Raging pit bulls with chains
Look they have a different face
Let’s us murder them a great golden genocide race

The battle passed
And so did the time
But one thing changes and changes and changes and changes and changes and changes
The sculpture really enjoyed their style
He had new clothes
He had acceptance

Battle the outsiders their animals
Unwanted souls shaken from their cage
Look they have different accents
Let’s us murder them drag their tongues from their foolish sayings

The battle passed
And so did the time
But one thing changes and changes and changes and changes and changes and changes
The sculpture really liked that accent
He had new sayings
He had acceptance

Battle the outsiders their animals
Loaded guns with reasons to shoot
Look they have different smells
Let’s us murder their nose’s, piecing through, let us destroy these things they do

The battle passed
And so did the time
But one thing changes and changes and changes and changes and changes and changes
The sculpture really liked those smells
He had new scents
He had acceptance

The English gang turned around and witnessed a changing slant
The sculpture had changed but how
That’s cool, that’s it
We need to be like the sculpture is

I am sculptor and sculpt all day
To sculpt a man
An intelligent man
Living life and giving all he can

We can’t undo reality
Were pressed hard down on fast forward
There was never a pure bred
But there still isn’t a pure acceptance head
 
Joe Taylor

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  79.     

Change

Change is the cold wind in the heat
The silence that cant be beat
Change is confusing and fierce
And is brought about by tears
Change can find you anytime
But it wont overcome me this time
Change is anything but the same
I will not take it in vain
Change is what pushes you down
It takes life without a sound
Change is what hurts the heart
But will end this seamless part
Change cuts the comfort of normalcy
It’s the truth in secrecy
Change is what sets us apart tonight
So we will never again fight
Change struggles to take us away
To where the world wants to convey
Change is what will teach us to trust
So we will no longer lust.

Take a chance, embrace the change.
 
Leah Harlow

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  80.     

Change is Permanent

Change is permanence
That is continuous in this World
Friend to enemy
Love to hate
Happiness to sorrow

A penny not to save but to spend;
A penny not to spend but to save;
Crinkling differences stays overboard
Multi-faced persons encountered
Second-by-second enacting different faces
Authority with the undeserving
Unworthy worthily recognized
Worthy thriving unrecognized
Need of the hour is to change
Enemy to friend
Love to hate
Sorrow to happiness

Passions changing overnight
Intimacy disappearing into authority
Forgotten words of love
Clashing egos by many
Will it remember love?
Need of the is to change
Dreams to actions
Thoughts into words
Memories as works

Rusty leaves fallen from trees
Can they be re-attached?
Charm-less childhood, when persisted
Each passing stages to relish
Every second of life punishing thoughts of death!
Gone a second can’t be re-lived
Broken thoughts n’ broken memories goes
With a broken heart
Need of the hour is to change

The exception for change being “SELF”
Soul stays but carcasses changes
Thought by thought carefully processed
Towards GOD – Permanence of change
Changes to permanence- For
He who is the CHANGE can’t be CHANGED
 
Lakshmi Venkataraman

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