Autumn - Trophy Eyes

Staring at the dead leaves in a backyard pool

Where did my life go?

What a spectacular view

All those old Irish songs at my grandfather’s funeral

Seventeen candles on a birthday cake

Seems like yesterday

Fell in and out of love and hard drugs

Found my heart in Los Angeles

I don’t have any answers for you kid

I’m still figuring out what I’m doing here

Keep your home in your heart

It keeps you out of the rain

Don’t let those sad songs rot your brain

I’ll hold the wheel while you light your cigarette

Burning down the highway out of here

My twenties clipping at my heels

I’ve been killing myself just to know how it feels

Laid out on my childhood bed

To the sound of «Sam's Town» and my hands behind my head

I don’t have any answers for you kid

I’m still figuring out what I’m doing here

Keep your home in your heart

It keeps you out of the rain

Don’t let those sad songs rot your brain

Ask me again why I’m never really here

Nothing has to leave when it lives in my head

Ask me again why I’m never really here

Nothing lives forever, but it lives in my head

I don’t have any answers for you kid

I’m still figuring out what I’m doing here

Keep your home in your heart

It keeps you out of the rain

Don’t let those sad songs rot your brain

Don’t let those sad songs rot your brain

Don’t let those sad songs rot your brain