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so I'll tell you nothing's been the same but you just look at me with those eyes and you tell me nothing stays the same anyway so I tell you again and you just don't know it's a different kind of different so I'll tell you nothing's been the same and you tell me change is good and you don't know what I'm doing when I laugh but that laugh just echoes over and over and over and I stand leaning outside my patio window and I see the rain coming down out of the sky off the roof sheets and sheets of silver but it's just too pointless 'cause the rain's coming down and outside it's dark and inside it's dark and everything's just dark so what's a little red glow just a cigarette burning but there's nothing here and I'll tell you nothing's been the same not the same since then