Change

The air around me is charged I can feel something coming and it's large I've felt this once before and back then everything changed The world became different, everything became so strange It looks like it's going down again What will change this time? And now my fingers reek of nicotine On my porch alone at age nineteen You can't learn about pain until you try To suffer it yourself, not to be taught I flick the stick away after one big draw Everything has changed and I'm waiting for this storm to strike Keep waiting, keep watch The pressure's going to keep growing I can see the way everything's changed Until it all explodes I'll keep on watching