It is five in the morning and the wind outside is pouring with my shelter
Let's take all their separate ways, how the long desperate days of summer swelter
And at five the day is shaping up my lover lays their naked butt for sleep
When she wakes she'll say I done her wrong
We haven't fucked or sung a song in weeks
But there are reasons why I left you
There are reasons why the sun begins to set
And I will add them to the ever, ever, ever growing list of my regrets
I am older by the window, I am drunk all by myself
I am fearful of the morning just unbuckling my belt
My youth is disappearing, it was gone when it began
I am the happy, haunted, humbled hero
King of happenstance
I remember how the night was dressed
And played with every righteous breath I fake
But if it finds a place to hide I'll throw my hand grenades inside and wait
Oh I wait here with the rotten eggs, those broken brandy bottles drink for time
They come in with their grains of salt and put their famous flame to fall to mine
But there are reasons why I left you
There are reasons why the sun begins to set
And I will add them to the ever, ever, ever growing list of my regrets
I am older by the window, I am drunk all by myself
I am fearful of the morning sun unbuckling my belt
My youth is disappearing, it was gone when it began
I am the happy, haunted, humbled hero
King of happenstance
Let's take all their separate ways, how the long desperate days of summer swelter
And at five the day is shaping up my lover lays their naked butt for sleep
When she wakes she'll say I done her wrong
We haven't fucked or sung a song in weeks
But there are reasons why I left you
There are reasons why the sun begins to set
And I will add them to the ever, ever, ever growing list of my regrets
I am older by the window, I am drunk all by myself
I am fearful of the morning just unbuckling my belt
My youth is disappearing, it was gone when it began
I am the happy, haunted, humbled hero
King of happenstance
I remember how the night was dressed
And played with every righteous breath I fake
But if it finds a place to hide I'll throw my hand grenades inside and wait
Oh I wait here with the rotten eggs, those broken brandy bottles drink for time
They come in with their grains of salt and put their famous flame to fall to mine
But there are reasons why I left you
There are reasons why the sun begins to set
And I will add them to the ever, ever, ever growing list of my regrets
I am older by the window, I am drunk all by myself
I am fearful of the morning sun unbuckling my belt
My youth is disappearing, it was gone when it began
I am the happy, haunted, humbled hero
King of happenstance
( Ezra Bell )
www.ChordsAZ.com