Testo Change I

Change upon facesChanging handsChange in my fatherAnd my fathers landChange, changeChange, change, change, change, changeChange in the weatherAnd it flies through a flagChange in the placesI knew as a ladChange, changeChange, change, change, change, changeChange on the mountainWhere green was turned blackChange on the valleysThat take it all backChange in a workerWith sweat on his handsCondemned by a futureTo the no mans landChange in the riversOnce clean, flowing fastMade sad and dirtyBy the tears of manChange at my anklesHolding me backChange like an iconBeckoning fastChange, changeChange, change, change, change, change