Not Much Changes

You don’t see me now

But I swear I’m standing here

Like a spirit in the way

I dissolve into the air

It seems around this place

Time only rearranges

Nothing stays the same

But not much changes

I wake at the break of day

And retire my bones at night

Ruminating in the haze

Stuck on hold on your hotline

A needle in the hay

Has better odds for your good graces

Nothing stays the same

But not much changes

 

Feels like we’re sideways bound

But we get back up when we’re let down

Like bird’s eye views from cages

Around here not much changes

Through lonely rows of grain

The river races a combine

We bet it all on the rain

Said things were gonna be different this time

We’ll hold out for the raise

Can’t survive on minimum wages

Nothing stays the same

But not much changes

Feels like we’re sideways bound

But we get back up when we’re let down

Like bird’s eye views from cages

Around here not much changes

Feels like we’re sideways bound

But we get back up when we’re let down

Like bird’s eye views from cages

Around here not much changes

Nothing stays the same

But not much changes

Nothing stays the same

But not much changes

Nothing stays the same