The Changingman

Is happiness real? Or am I so jaded I can't see or feel, like a man been 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 Our 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 I'm the changingman, built on shifting sands I'm the changingman, I'm waiting for the bang To light a bitter fuse 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 I'm the changingman, built on shifting sands (I don't have a plan) I'm the changingman, waiting for the bang As I light a bitter fuse Built on shifting sands I'm the changingman, I'm waiting for the bang As I light a bitter fuse --- The Changingman - Paul Weller