Blow The Millennium, Blow Lyrics - Catatonia

Your imagination runs wild 

Sitting on the fence you call your home these days 

Better take care, you don't ask for help 

But some day 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, rattle on your tongue 

It's a shaking head and sit back on your chair 

No good wishing it away, but move it all on 

Right 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