Troy Hutson Atlas Bore The Weight Of The World On His Shoulders
Old friend, I hear that you'reIn love again.
And I feel blessed
to know someone
who is so happy.
I wish I could
Say that much.
And I have tried...
I've waited so long to find what you have found.
It's been a life time,
but I'm lookin' around.
Old friend, I hear you moved on,
And moved on in with her.
And that is good.
But couldn't you have called me?
I guess you were caught up; misunderstood.
So I will try.
To get ahold of you. But you've split this town
And you've departed over this,
while I have strung
Myself so thin.
And old friend,
I made my mind up.
This life isn't worth it anymore.
And I know you
Wouldn't understand it.
It's not your subject
Of inquiry.
Old Friend, I am so sorry.
But I've got nothing...
anymore.
And I will try...
I know that it's my life I'm fighting for.
And the puzzle...
It's missin' a piece.
But it spells out love and it gives me
Everything
I've ever hoped for.
And old friend, don't blame yourself.
It's not your problem.
It never was.
Don't you despair;
Go and move on.
Like I would.
And the puzzle...
It's missin' a piece.
But it turns out suicide worked just as well.
And this is my
Only way out.
Old friend,
Think of me
In the autumn
When the
Winds Blow Cold.
