the walls are 

awfully white 

awfully bright today 

round and round the same old town 

countless ways 



nothings changed 



tonight's the night 

that we launch our fight 

at this pointless tour known as life 

and in the end maybe we will mend, but until then 



nothings changed 



nothings changed 



you see me talking to myself

you think I'm talking for my health

but no I'm talking for my wealth 

I having visions of the truth 

strange understandings of my youth 

you see me looking at the sun 

I'm looking for the one 

the only answer to this quest 

that I'm on today 



but nothings changed 



pocket change