Hazy Days by the Jake

A musing on middle-age.
Fade Away.

<-Hazy Days->

I can’t see
the ground anymore
watchin’ it fade away

I don't know what
to do anymore
lost on this hazy day

Hazy days
Fade away

I can’t see the
sun anymore
the colors just turn to gray

I can’t feel your
love anymore,
your memory drifts away

Hazy days
Fade away
Fade away

I don't know what
to do anymore,
lost on this hazy day

I can’t see
the crowd anymore
watchin’ it fade away

Fade away
Fade away
Fade away

Fade Away

People, don't you wanna go,
to a place I know?
A little place, inside your head . . .
ya, and its alright.
I said "People, don't you wanna go?" . . .
I can take you "there."

überloser, 1992

Songs about hookers, whores, drunks and junkies . . . and some jokes only I find funny.

überloser
Kerwin