Low Down, ooh, still don’t know what I was waiting for…
and my time was running wild, a million dead-end streets and
Everytime I thought I got it made, the taste was not so sweet…
So I turned myself to face me, but I never caught a glimpse,
of how the others must see the faker,
I’m much too fast to take that test.
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
Don’t wanna be a richer man
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
time may change me, but I can’t trace time
Ooh yeah
I watch the ripples change their size but never leave the stream of warm impermanence
and so the days float through my eyes, but the days still seem the same
and these children that you spit on as the try to change their world
they are immune to your consultations
they are quite aware of what they are going through
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
don’t tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
you’ve left us up to our neck in it
Time may change me but you can’t trace time
strange fascination fascinating me
Ah, changes are taking the pace I’m going through
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
ooh, look out you rock ‘n rollers
Ch Ch Ch Changes turn and face the strange ch ch changes
pretty soon you’re gonna get older
Time may change me, but I can’t trace time.
I’ve said that time may change me,
but I can’t trace time.
Rock ‘n Rollers pretty soon you will get older
Boomers and Generation X is older now and here we are with global warming, the world in upheaval and a shrinking replacement generation which may have trouble taking care of themselves, their student loans, their kids, and especially the bulging and self-entitled older generation. As David Bowie tried to explain many decades ago:
“Time may change me, but I can’t trace time. Gonna have to be a different man. We never saw the fakers.”
Great song and timely lyrics. Families that pull together will make it through the next 50 years. David Bowie called it. And here we are and it will be fine especially for those who stop judging and instead support each other at a local basis.