Changing Tide Bad Religion

Every day's the same routine
Of endless chores and boring details
And you know you're waiting for the perfect
Condition for your ship to set sail

But of course the climate's always changing
Clinging to the past has got you straining
Comes the recognition now
You're on a mission that is born to fail
(Leave it!)

Brothers, say goodbye
Sisters, don't you cry
All, embrace the times
Wade into the changing tide

Searching for philosophy of life can be a drag on the soul
Nowadays we pick and choose the pieces
From other people's wisdom of old

But of course the climate's always changing
Clinging to the past has got you straining
Realizing all your most cherished beliefs
Are subject to rot and mold
(Come on!)