My Last Goodbye

<p>The roads I took curved constantly An open path or dead-end streets Took me a while to find out which direction I should face Left wrong turns and, oh my leaves turned early, by which I mean to illustrate my state</p><p>Chorus: And now it's over, there's naught ahead But I can't let go Had it all planned out, the way, the day, I set the time Well I came close to writing down My last goodbye</p><p>Bad luck shaped me as a man Bad breaks tore me down again Took different shapes before I took the shape that I now am The pressure's tense and, oh the tension's pressing, Society's roll, took its toll again</p><p>Chorus</p><p>The pressure's tense and, oh the tension's pressing, Society's roll, took its toll again</p><p>Chorus</p><p>Came close to my last goodbye (x4)</p>