Turn and Face the Strain

My husband has been singing this song by the inimitable David Bowie as we undergo our move. One verse I want to quote for you:

I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're going through.