It's a bittersweet symphony this life...
Trying to make ends meet, you're a slave to the money then you die.
I'll take you down the only road I've ever been down...
You know the one that takes you to the places where all the veins meet.
No change, I can't change.
but I'm here in my mold , I am here in my mold.
I'm a million different people from one day to the next.
I can't change my mold.

Well, I never pray,
But tonight I'm on my knees.
I need to hear some sounds that recognize the pain in me.
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind , I feel free now.
But the airwaves are clean and there's nobody singing to me now.

~Richard Ashcroft