Oh, when I was in love with you Then I was clean and brave, And miles around the wonder grew How well did I behave. And now the fancy passes by And nothing will remain, And miles around they'll say that I Am quite myself again.

His folly has not fellow Beneath the blue of day That gives to man or woman His heart and soul away.

To-day, the road all runners come, Shoulder-high, we bring you home, And set you at your threshold down, Townsman of a stiller town.

When I was one-and-twenty I heard him say again, 'The heart out of the bosom Was never given in vain; 'Tis paid with sighs a plenty And sold for endless rue.' …

But I will turn my eyes from you As women turn to put away The jewels they have worn at night And cannot wear in sober day.

And half the time we be acting up call tha cops/Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block/It never stop, when my mama ask me will I change/I tell he…

That's one of those questions, whether human beings are really capable of change, or if all seeming changes are really a matter of framing the existing charact…