When We Were Young (Acoustic) - Passenger

Saturday night, living the dream Ordering drinks with your brother's ID Pretending we like someone's girlfriends band Put on our boots, carry our heels Stumbling home over the field Gin from a bottle stolen from her dad You smoke to choke the feeling 'Til the walls don't need a ceiling All we talk about is leaving All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made I know every streetlight And maybe the colors will fade This is the place we were made By the late nights and fires on the beach Made by the small town secrets we'd keep All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made Painting our face, straighten my hair Wait for the bus, take us somewhere Anywhere, as far away from home We're playing poker down in a shed Talking about boys, now we call ex Freezing cold and we don't even know You smoke to choke the feeling 'Til the walls don't need a ceiling All we talk about is leaving All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made I know every streetlight And maybe the colors will fade This is the place we were made By the late nights and fires on the beach Made by the small town secrets we'd keep All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made Ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh Ooh ooh All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made I know every streetlight Maybe the colors will fade This is the place we were made By the late nights and fires on the beach Made by the small town secrets we'd keep All that I know is No matter how far away This is the place we were made

Two sets of lips on a Pepsi Cola In the middle of the summertime heat you kept it cool We were west coast kids ridin' 'round in your Chevy Nova Said you'd come back for me when you had to leave to go back to school But we were like fire Summer breeze, '70s, all-nighter Let the beach be the background choir Singing like oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We were like a movie Said, "I looked too good in that two-piece" And for those three months you knew me Remember those, remember those nights? We were like Bare feet and blue eyes on the boardwalk We were counting the stars and the days 'til you had to go Since then nobody ever made my heart stop Just like you did when we let that summer glow 'Cause we were like fire Summer breeze, '70s, all-nighter Let the beach be the background choir Singing like oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We were like a movie Said, "I looked too good in that two-piece" And for those three months you knew me Remember those, remember those nights? We were like Slow dance, romance, sundress, sunshine Your name, cool rain, so good 'til goodbye We were like Yeah, we were like (oh-oh, oh-oh) But we were like fire Summer breeze, '70s, all-nighter Let the beach be the background choir Singing oh-oh-oh-oh-oh We were like a movie Said, "I looked too good in that two-piece" And for those three months you knew me Remember those, remember those nights? We were like Slow dance, romance, sundress, sunshine Your name, cool rain, so good 'til goodbye, yeah Tan skin, golden tattoo, your smile The end, pretend forever for a while We were like

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour