More Than Skies - Not Much Has Changed Lyrics

Not Much Has Changed

Thursday night; the rain billowed down.
The gutter's howling with my folk's dizzying rounds.
Wake up, my son, cause time is running out.
Oh weary wanderer, go ahead and do something!

I was driving home, post thrills and libations,
In and out of sleep.
Headlights and screech of tires;
Saved by the smallest chance.
I am the wreckage.

Through the looking glass you could see
How these twisted limbs have tempted their own fate.
And on the other side with rosy eyes,
I only saw the planks in front of me.

Friday morning, I've forgotten everything.
It's like these warning signs were all but some flashing light.
All the roads were marked, wrong turns and construction.
I chose the wreckage.

God help me now, I've lost my brain.
There's a sharp dressed man waiting at the door.
Smiles when he lies; winsome little bribes,
The jig is up they've locked up heaven's gates!

Through the hourglass, any fool could see
That these stubborn hands have tempted their own fate.
And on the other side, I finally saw the light.
What is lost is found, what is wrong I will repeat!

Not much has changed,
The months are chains,
Not much has changed.

Not much has changed,
We're all the same,
Not much has changed.