New Skin

There is new skin where the old skin used to exist

There is new skin where the old skin used to exist

And the old skin’s buried dead never to be missed.

And I trust that if my mind don’t work, my body knows.

And I know that if my mind goes, my body follows.

Take care of your wishes, take care of your home.

Where colors fade, I’m sure to go.

What’s left of this is better than

What is lost, I’ve found

There is new skin where the old skin used to exist.