Nothing New

My little one
 Where have you been
 Your blinding eyes
 What have they seen
 The people down in Lincoln town
 Wore their hats upon their sleeves
 I heard some talk in old New York
 Just ask the autumn leaves
 I never saw it for myself
 It's just what I believe
 It's somebody else now
 And they are not you
 The difference just burns me
 But that's nothing new
 Nothing new
 I wrote a song in Wollongong
 It made me sad for days
 The hotel man from Turkestan
 Soaking up the rays
 I wish I'd been a woman then
 I might have been amazed
 The better I make it
 The worse that I do
 And it's so ancient
 But that's nothing new
 Nothing new
 The music was liquid
 Somehow it slipped through
 Ah, it all escapes me
 But that's nothing new to you now
 The truth was a lie and
 The ointment was glue
 I was found missing
 But that's nothing new
 Nothing new
 The feeling was absent
 Red wine was blue
 The gift is the present
 But that's nothing new to you now
 And there's nothing more to do now
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 Oh, now it's all for nothing
 They blind their eyes
 What have they seen