The Changingman

Is happiness real?
Or am I so jaded
I can't see or feel
Like a man being tainted?

Numbed by the effect
Aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself
I light the fuse

I'm the changingman
Built on shifting sands
I'm the changingman
Waiting for the bang
As I light a bitter fuse

Time is on loan
Only ours to borrow
What I can't be today
I can be tomorrow

And the more I see
The more I know
The more I know
The less I understand

It's a bigger part
When our instincts act
A shot in the dark
A movement in black

And the more I see
The more I know
The more I know
The less I understand