Change I Testo

Testo Change I

Change upon faces Changing hands Change in my father And my fathers lands Change, change Change, change, change, change, change Change in the weather That flies through a flag Change in the places I knew as a lad Change, change Change, change, change, change, change Change on the mountain Where green was turned black Change in the valleys That take it all back Change in a worker With sweat on his hands Condemned by a future To a no mans land Change, change Change, change, change, change, change Change in the river Once clean, flowing fast Made sad and dirty By the tears of man Change at my ankles Holding me back Change like an icon Beckoning fast Change, change Change, change, change, change, change