Late nights
Back then
Your house
My friends
A bunch of Elephants

Silver descends
As my memory box bends
I'd breath it in again
I'd breath it in again

Woah

Grey truths
Buried
Beneath
Stories
We shouldn't talk about

So I drift
To leave
It seems my words have left me
Left me on my own

But I have always been far from home
And the kids we used to know
All those roads
From the place we got to know
My flesh turns cold
To think of now
My oh my how we have grown
So overtired and undone
Overtired and undone
So overtired and undone

Late nights
Back then
Your house
My friends
I'd do it all again

Shadows, echoes, left behind from the people, places in your life
Secrets, truths and tiny lies they are kept in bags under our eyes

Far from home and the kids we used to know
All those roads from the place we got to know
My flesh turns cold to think of now
My oh my how we have grown
So overtired

Far from home and the kids we used to know
All those roads from the place we got to know
My flesh turns cold to think of now
My oh my how we have grown
So overtired
Overtired
So overtired and undone
Overtired and undone

Shadows, echoes, left behind from the people, places in your life
Secrets, truths and tiny lies they are kept in bags under our eyes
I can't seem to help myself. There are times when I just lose myself
When everything is fixed and done. Oh I'm still tired but I'm not done
I'm still tired but I'm not done

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Writer(s): Gareth Carter, Justin David Hendy, Thomas Edward Stephens