(The usual 'while I have you all here at once, can I please take a photo?' session...and as usual, it's the outtakes baby. It's almost always about the outtakes.)
I watch the ripples change their size | But never leave the stream of warm impermanence and so the days float through my eyes | But still the days seem the same | And these children that you spit on | As they try to change their worlds | Are immune to your consultations | They're quite aware of what they're going through...
Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes | (Turn and face the strange) | Ch-ch-changes | Oh look out you rock 'n rollers | Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes | (Turn and face the strange) | Ch-ch-changes | Pretty soon now you're gonna get older | Time may change me | But I can't trace time | I said that time may change me | But I can't trace time.
~David Bowie.
