CH-CH-CHANGES

Day 11 of the WEGO Health Activist Writer's Month Challenge poses this challenge: "Imagine your blog having it's own theme song. What would it be?"

Thankfully the answer sprung immediately to mind: Bowie's CHANGES. (Listen to it here.) The lyrics, when viewed through the spectacle of breast cancer, take on a whole new meaning. See if you agree...

Still don't know what I was waiting for

And time was running wild, a million dead-end streets and

Every time I thought I'd got it made

It seemed the taste was not so sweet

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So I turned myself to face me

But I never caught a glimpse

Of how the others must see this faker

I'm much too fast to take the test

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(Didn't want to have to be a richer [wo]man)

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(I just wanted to be a better [wo]man)

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Time may change me

But I can't trace time

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I watch the ripples change their size

But never leave the stream of warm impermanence and

So the days float through my eyes

But the days never seem the same

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And these children that you spit on

As they try to change their worlds

They're immune to your consultations

They're quite aware of what they're going through

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(Don't tell them to grow up and out of it)

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(Where's your shame, you've left us up to our necks in it)

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Time may change me

But I can't trace time

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Strange fascination, fascinating me

Ah changes are taking the pace I'm going through

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(Oh, look out you rock 'n rollers)

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Ch-ch-changes

(Turn and face the strange)

Ch-ch-changes

(Pretty soon now we're all gonna get older)

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Time may change me

But I can't trace time

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I said that time may change me

I can't trace time.

No no.

(© David Bowie)