Nothing's Changed - Passenger

well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth
cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth
baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof
nothing's changed

sometimes words don't say enough
sometimes silence says too much
too close for comfort but too far too touch
nothing's changed

sun still shiny in the play ground
water still running like a grey hound
my heads still drumming when i lay down
nothing strange
we still rattle round the same town
like two little stones in a coke can
like two lost kids at a fairground
nothing's changed

car alarms ringing in the dead of the night
drunk man singing in the morning light
too brave to fall but to scared to fight
nothing's changed