Cantatonia - Blow the Millennium, Blow 1 lyrics

Your imagination runs wild Sitting on the bench you call your home these days Better take care you don't ask for help But someday you might need it And all the while the leaves turn brown Fall off the trees and are blown around your feet There's no good pushing them away They'll always come back, just like the fears in your head Life - ain't what like it used to be Life - ain't what like it used to be So sit on your hands rattling your tongue With a shaking head and sit back on your chair It's all good wishing it away But moving them on might come back to haunt you And all the while the leaves turn brown Fall off the trees and are blown around your feet There's no good pushing them away They'll always come back, come right back to haunt you Life - ain't what like it used to be Life - ain't what like it used to be Life - ain't what like it used to be Life - ain't what like it used to be