Change Change Change

A new day dawns
though it appears as any other
There is something different in the air-
Can you smell it?
Just there ...

Its change!
Perhaps just little things
But change nonetheless
Hitting us
Bombarding as it wills-
Knocking down
Building up
Taking apart
Delivering thrills
Did you see that one coming?

The red on the horizon
Is that new?
It looks somehow different now that I'm seeing it with you.
Those clouds up in the sky
Were they always so white as that?
I guess they were just hidden by the rim of my Yankees hat!

One day
yes, one day indeed
It will all look different
even you and me
The lay of the land
When we sit
or we stand-
The earth moved just a bit
Did you feel it?

And beneath this skin that we shall molt
our hearts and minds they will revolt
against the old
against the grain
Its just a random switch in our brains
That whisper words into our ears
Change
Change
Change
Through the years ...
Can you hear them dear?

It looks just like it did last night
But thank Heavens its not!
A new day
It's coming
if we like it or not.

 

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