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Changes - David Bowie

Changes

David Bowie


Lyrics:
I still don't know what I was waiting for
And my time was running wild
A million dead-end streets
Every time I thought I'd got it made
It seemed the taste was not so sweet
So I turned myself to face me
But I've never caught a glimpse
Of how the others must see the faker
I'm much too fast to take that test

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-changes
Don't want to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can't trace time

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-changes
Don't tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-changes
Where's your shame
You've left us up to our necks in it
Time may change me
But you can't trace time

Strange fascination, fascinating me
Changes are taking the pace I'm going through

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-changes
Oh look out you rock'n'rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-Changes
Pretty soon you're gonna get a little older
Time may change me
But I can't trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can't trace time
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Letra:
Todavía no sé qué estaba esperando
Y mi tiempo estaba fuera de control
Un millón de callejones sin salida
Siempre que creí tenerlo hecho
Resultó que el sabor no era tan dulce
Así que me giré para mirarme a mí mismo
Pero nunca llegué a ver nada
De cómo los otros deben ver al farsante
Soy demasiado rápido para hacer la prueba

Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
No quiero ser un hombre más rico
Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
Sólo tengo que ser un hombre diferente
El tiempo podrá cambiarme
Pero yo no puedo rastrear el tiempo

Veo a las ondas cambiar de tamaño
Pero nunca dejan la corriente
De cómoda transitoriedad y
Así que los días pasan por delante de mis ojos
Pero aun así los días parecen iguales
Y esos críos a los que escupes
Mientras intentan cambiar sus mundos
Son inmunes a tus consultas
Saben de sobra por lo que están pasando

Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
No les digas que crezcan y se les quede pequeño
Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
Donde está tu vergüenza
Nos has dejado hasta el cuello dentro
El tiempo podrá cambiarme
Pero tú no puedes rastrear el tiempo

Extraña fascinación fascinándome
Los cambios están cogiendo el ritmo al que voy

Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
oh mirad rockeros
Ca-ca-ca-ca-cambios
Date la vuelta y enfréntate a la presión
Ca-ca-cambios
Muy pronto serás un poco más viejo
El tiempo podrá cambiarme
Pero yo no puedo rastrear el tiempo
Dije que el tiempo podrá cambiarme
Pero yo no puedo rastrear el tiempo

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