[Intro] (bright township-jive guitar and groaning mbaqanga bass tumble in over a buoyant brushed groove, kwela penny whistle and marabi piano, warm Rhodes, horns breathing in, sunlit) [Verse 1] (bouncing township groove, bright guitar and upright bass under a warm vocal, marabi piano comping, tape saturation) New town don't have a file on me, no folder marked "the way I am" Nobody here to say "that's not you" when I put out my hand Back home I was a rerun, everybody knew the end So I packed up all my chapters and I moved where no one's read them, friend [Pre-Chorus] (penny whistle and horns lifting, the groove leaning forward) And the first few weeks it felt like acting, felt like borrowing a coat Saying yes and speaking up and being warm — like lines somebody wrote [Chorus] (full horns and close harmonies bloom, township guitar shimmering, buoyant and joyful) But you become who you keep being where nobody kept the score The stranger version steps outside and doesn't check the door I tried it on like it was somebody else's name Woke up one Tuesday, it was mine — and it don't feel like a game Change of address, change of me [Verse 2] (back to the bright tumbling groove, penny whistle answering the vocal, bass groaning warm) Same body, same old story, but the audience is new And it turns out half of "who I was" was just the room I moved through I'm the guy who talks to neighbors now, the guy who's early, not afraid Didn't fix a single broken thing — just moved somewhere I wasn't made [Pre-Chorus] (horns and piano climbing again, the joy building) And I keep waiting for the old me to catch a bus and hunt me down But he don't know the streets here — and I like this brand-new town [Chorus] (fuller, horns and harmonies wide, radiant) But you become who you keep being where nobody kept the score The stranger version steps outside and doesn't check the door I tried it on like it was somebody else's name Woke up one Tuesday, it was mine — and it don't feel like a game Change of address, change of me [Bridge] (drops to marabi piano and hushed vocal and soft groove, then a bright build back up) 'Cause you can't grow a new branch in the shade of the same old tree Sometimes the bravest thing a soul can do is get up and leave to be Not running from the person, running toward the room Where the light hits a little different and there's finally space to bloom [Instrumental solo] (a jubilant kwela-penny-whistle and township-guitar solo trading bright lines over the tumbling bass and horns, marabi piano rolling, building) [Final Chorus] (biggest lift, full horns and harmonies, joyous and free) So I became who I kept being where nobody kept the score The stranger version's not a stranger anymore I wore it like a costume till I couldn't find the seam Turns out you don't discover you — sometimes you move and you begin Change of address, change of me [Outro] (the township guitar and penny whistle ride the groove down, bass and horns fading bright, spring reverb trailing off)
