A room without a view where the clock has stopped far from the global soapbox, the small town circus never comes, they roll up the streets at night, you're saving up for the bright lights but meantime the world rushes on.
With all these momentous changes to take in your stride. All these momentous changes and you've got so much on your mind.
This is the dumbest thing to get so stuck, it costs a fortune just to keep up. For all that, the money never comes, new skills you should be trying, all you can offer is joined-up writing, meantime the world rushes on.
With all these momentous changes you're getting left behind by all these momentous changes and you've got so much on your mind.
Someone should pick you out, show you where to start, show you how to take part.
In all these momentous changes you just feel deprived by all these momentous changes and you've got so much on your mind.