When we were younger in the thunder of the coming age
Said our goodbyes in the pouring rain
Hung up on a second thought
Praying that we're never caught
Quiet conversations with the ghost of the high life
The reputation let me down in the midnight
Back in that place again
Dreaming of what might have been
If I make it through and wake up tomorrow
Grab the future come and catch it because it's going away
I don't want to hold on
No I don't want to hold on, too tight
Feels like I'm nearly gone
Did we know it all along
Yeah, we're going away
The leaves had started changing
It was going to be a good one
But by November I was already done
Can't wait until the winter comes
Then begging for the summer sun
If I make it through and wake up tomorrow
Grab the future come and catch it because it's going away
I don't want to hold on
No I don't want to hold on, too tight
Feels like I'm nearly gone
Did we know it all along
Yeah, we're going away
Hear the sound getting louder and louder
Gather round got to catch it because it's going away
Look around have we found what we're after