Paul Weller — 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

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 — 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-
To light a bitter fuse