I Sing A Lot

I sing a lot of love
I sing a lot of change
and all my thoughts are the same

Carry on my way son
Go all the way home but don't go astray
Along the way, you'll find dead men, whose hands you'll have to shake,
but dont wait too long

I sing a lot of love
I sing a lot of change
and all my thoughts are the same
and all my thoughts are the same

I can't go on
Your body can't float with all the air gone
Don't fear for time has been much more than kind
but death came out to praise

I sing a lot of love
I sing a lot, a lot of change
I sing a lot of love
I sing a lot of change

and all my thoughts, they are the same
and all my thoughts, they are the same
and all of my thoughts are the same
and all of my thoughts are the same