Music Lyrics Autumn Years by Johnny Hates Jazz
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Picking up the pieces of my life I wonder why the hell I ever came here A man without a future left to face And nothing but a memory to embrace Holding on to threads of sanity Imagining the roads I could have taken It fills me with a deepening sense of shame And outside I can hear the pouring rain There is a place Where in my mind I escape And there I understand the way I feel And deep in this world of make-believe I will spend my autumn years with you Sitting in this grey and sunless world I try to come to terms with guilty feelings A man about to pay the final price And nothing but his breath to sacrifice Therell be a time When Ill be gone from your mind A fading ghost that soon will disappear And deep in my would of endless pain I must face my autumn years Im picking up the pieces, Im picking up the pieces Im picking up the pieces, Im picking up the pieces Picking up the pieces of my life |
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