stacked brown boxes
and suitcases full of your clothes
and a handful of pictures
and souvenier posters from your favorite shows
well you sold or gave away
half of the carload you brought
and it seems you're headed back home
ready to fight what you'd lost

you'd lost

you drove all the way from LA
to some city west in one shot
phonecalls and caffeine
you smoked all the movies you brought
you finally arrived at a friend's
and it all stayed behind
and they didn't welcome you back
to what you call much better times

oh, but I know you'll change
I know you'll change your mind
oh, I know you'll change
I know you'll change your mind
your mind