Lyrics

The right kind of change
Simmers in my veins
Erodes the sands of indifference
And a fixation on my penance

Can't care if anyone
Tells my story
As long
As the next in line
Sees their glory

Press rewind and see me
From a different place and time
Re-perceive the limits
Of this tired and anxious mind

Can't care if anyone
Tells my story
As long
As the next in line
Feels their glory

The dawn that is coming for us
Looms right behind that bus
No time to sit and chill today
Pure force of will on display

My legacy
Stares at me
The best and the worst of me
Forged and bonded with me
The truest test of the worth of me
Stokes my fire to be
A good thing
A good thing
A memory
A good thing
A humble king
A good thing
A humble king

Can't care if anyone
Tells my story
As long
As the next in line
Shares their glory
A good thing