Iamthemorning — The Roots

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This autumn sets the leaves on fire
The world is burning down, but I
Could never wish myself a better day

I smell the smoke of wasted years
I walk the gloomy city streets
But I can hardly recognise this place

I finally have learned that
I have no roots to lean on
And any weather’s perfect
To celebrate my freedom
I quit this show laughing
Just staying high, not hiding
I think I owe you nothing
And never failed nobody

My enemy is my best friend
Can feel the knife behind my back
It’s like a hightmare that would never end

So you should know, my silly boy
You cannot sacrifice a void
But when the void is love, of course you can

I finally have learned that
I have no roots to lean on
And any weather’s perfect
To celebrate my freedom
I quit this show laughing
Just staying high, not hiding
I think I owe you nothing
And never failed nobody

I finally have learned that
I have no roots to lean on
And any weather’s perfect
To celebrate my freedom
I quit this show laughing
Just staying high, not hiding
I think I owe you nothing
And never failed nobody