Blow The Millennium, Blow 1 Lyrics - Cantatonia

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