I’ve sent out more correspondence
Much more than I’ve received
I wish that I could hear the chorus
Just to know what they sing for us
They all know how we should be
But they’re not in proximity
When you find that change is constant
Will you shun complacency
And drift away upon four wheels
Across the earth until you feel
You’ve found a place you’ll always heal?
But wait...
Won’t you have to move again?
Won’t you have to move?
Won’t you have to move again?
You’ll have to find a changing end
When you find that change is constant
Will you shun complacency
And drift away upon four wheels
Across the earth until you feel
You’ve found a place you’ll always heal?
But wait...
Won’t you have to move again?
Won’t you have to move?
Won’t you have to move again?
You’ll have to find a changing end