[00:01.08]
[00:24.00]It’s been years
[00:26.12]Since we carved our names
[00:29.55]On a clocktower door
[00:32.24]Before everything changed
[00:34.48]
[00:35.05]We were big-eyed boys
[00:37.92]
[00:38.61]With the salt on our skin
[00:41.54]And we’d throw our kites to the wind
[00:45.28]
[00:47.65]And they’d fly on and on and on and on
[00:52.96]
[00:55.01]On and on and on and on
[00:58.52]
[01:00.95]On and on and on and on
[01:04.95]
[01:17.20]It’s been years
[01:19.07]Since we whispered soft
[01:22.44]With the torch light on
[01:25.12]And the big light off
[01:27.31]
[01:28.00]We were tired boys
[01:30.61]
[01:31.30]With the soap on our skin
[01:34.11]And we’d fall asleep to the wind
[01:37.73]
[01:40.10]And we’d dream on and on and on and on
[01:45.40]
[01:47.34]On and on and on and on
[01:51.27]
[01:53.33]On and on and on and on
[01:57.33]
[02:03.13]'Cos we’re circles
[02:04.69]We’re circles you see
[02:06.74]
[02:09.06]We go 'round 'round the sun
[02:10.99]
[02:11.61]In and out like the sea
[02:14.05]
[02:15.30]I’ll circle 'round you
[02:17.61]You will circle 'round me
[02:20.23]
[02:36.64]And in years
[02:37.70]When the torch light thins
[02:41.25]And the clocktower’s gone
[02:44.37]And the big light dims
[02:46.55]
[02:47.62]We’ll no longer be boys
[02:50.80]We’ll have lines on our skin
[02:54.36]And they’ll throw our dust to the wind

It’s been years
Since we carved our names
On a clocktower door
Before everything changed
We were big-eyed boys
With the salt on our skin
And we’d throw our kites to the wind
And they’d fly on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
It’s been years
Since we whispered soft
With the torch light on
And the big light off
We were tired boys
With the soap on our skin
And we’d fall asleep to the wind
And we’d dream on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
'Cos we’re circles
We’re circles you see
We go 'round 'round the sun
In and out like the sea
I’ll circle 'round you
You will circle 'round me
And in years
When the torch light thins
And the clocktower’s gone
And the big light dims
We’ll no longer be boys
We’ll have lines on our skin
And they’ll throw our dust to the wind