Everchanging - The Waterboys

From inside the eye of the storm

I watch the ever-changing journey

The ever-changing never-ending story

This drama, this passion play

This comic strip, this riot

This tragedy

This comedy of manners, accidents and errors

This fiasco, this charade, this conundrum

This ever-changing grand pageant of lunacy

Crowned by the arc of justice

Bounded by waking and waking again

Into new sensation

New birth, new eyes, new hunger

New hazed barely-yet-seen conglomeri

On the far horizon

This ghost train, this rollercoaster

This broken highway

This cracked and burnt-down crawl

This creaking, this tearing

This forcing myself onto my feet again

And breakthrough into new vista

Of fresh possibility

This deepening, slowing

Magnificent stillness

Yet still moving