The magic of music is that it can express the deepest, as well and terrifying, thoughts.
Picture of my life
Jamiroquai
I never had a dream that I could follow through
Only tears left to stain, dry my eyes once again
I don't know who I am, or what I'm gonna do
Been so long I've been hopelessly confused
This can never really end, its infinitely sad
Can someone tell me when something good became so bad
So if you have a cure to me would you please send
a picture of my life
with a letter telling how it should really be instead
The precipice is there, but will I ever dare
Throw myself in the sky, so at last I can die
See I've become a man who holds nothing too dear
Who will mind if I just disappear
This can never really end, its infinitely sad
Can someone tell me when something good became so bad
So if you have a cure to me would you please send
a picture of my life
with a letter telling how it should really be instead