Autumn Years Lyrics - Singles - Johnny Hates Jazz

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 gray 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 [Unverified] 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