scott hunt - Things Change

I've come to terms with myself - I see what leads the way
If not me then somebody else will change - I'd love to staylonger I hardly remember any songs of hope my mother was wearing
When she fell to her kneese her hands in the air - hold on - hold on -
It's all days gone - and nothing would be the same
It's all I'm shaped from - things change...
These dips in my esteem allowed them to build a box for me
A collection of things that they found too deep - eyes to dive in
Green as the water I remember seeing once in a picture
Of a better time, a place, roll on - roll on - roll on -
It's all years gone - and nothing can stay the same
All I'm molded from - things change....
Things change.....

scott hunt

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