Trading Places - Tiles

We wander aimlessly — with no design

Many forces — erasing what I find

Mired in the confusion — of right and wrong

Seeking something we believe in — waiting to belong

Changing lines and changing ways

We can’t seem to get ahead

Changing names and changing faces

Our souls end up bled

Sometimes the cost of winning — isn’t worth the cost

This eternal battle — edges many from the race

Brick walls form around me — shaded from today

My good intentions — keeping progress held at bay

Changing lines and changing ways

We can’t seem to get ahead

Changing names and changing faces

Our souls end up bled

Changing scenery, trading places

It all ends up the same

Changing for the sake of changing

Becomes a useless game

Rising from the ashes — throttles pushed up full

Blazing new horizons — bold actions pave the way

Changing lines and changing ways

We can’t seem to get ahead

Changing names and changing faces

Our souls end up bled

Changing scenery, trading places

It all ends up the same

Changing for the sake of changing

Becomes a useless game