Billy Corgan

all things change
never rest, never sure
what is worth
fighting on for
all things change
never rest, never sure
what is worth
fighting on for
all things change
around
all is faith
unwound
I found a lead
a single furtive reason
my senses reeled
in seeking youthful madness
I trust belief belongs to me
someone will come
to spit the seed
a single weed gets respect
I'll change my quills to break the will
forever must hold
all things strain
be they changed
be they fair
be they hope
masked as care
all things change