Texty: Biffy Clyro. Blackened Sky. Christopher's River.

you and me, always you held my head above the waves
paddling around pretending that it was not too cold
it was but when you were there

our shadows softly on the grass
day would break we'd have our last
our shirt-tails in the wind
seems like yesterday my friend
i know that we were scared
hurt because you were not there
i know i want it all
wish the sky would fall on me

you and me, always
always

our shadows softly on the grass
day would break we'd have our last
our shirt-tails in the wind
seems like yesterday my friend
i know that we were scared
hurt because you were not there
i know i want it all

wish the sky would fall on me

i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through

i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through
i'm not through