Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Changed’ by Adam Boucher. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adam Boucher or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
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 strange)
Turn and face the strain
Ch-ch-changes
Don’t have to be a richer man
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Don’t want to be a better 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 the days still 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
Ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Don’t tell them to grow up and out of it
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
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
Ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Look out you Rock’n’ rollers
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes
Ch-ch-changes (turn and face the strange)
Pretty soon now you’re gonna get older
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
I said that time may change me
But I can’t trace time