Autumn Years

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

There'll be a time when i'll be gone from your mind

A fading ghost that soon will disappear

And deep in my world of endless pain

I must face my autumn years

I'm picking up the pieces

I'm picking up the pieces

I'm picking up the pieces

I'm picking up the pieces

Picking up the pieces of my life