
Seeing your distorted reflection in the window
Makes me think this is how it’s gonna be now.
Change will come, change will come, change has come.
Trust me, I’m happy, for you, at least.
We’ve had our time, it’s gone and passed.
I knew these times would never last,
Yet somehow I held on to hope
That by the time it came around
The capacity and strength to cope
Would well up, would abound
Yet now this day’s come,
And here I am.
How disappointing.