Sweat drip from every pore now
There's so many things we don't know
We'll remember our journey home
Everyone, even him, [bad word] silhouettes
You and I we're now growing old
There's some things we can't protect and hold
Don't let go
We both know
We'll never give it up
So many things we don't know
We'll remember our journey home
Everyone, even him, [bad word] silhouettes