Music: Dan Whitlam
It's a false thought to young minds
Irony of being in your 20's, but feeling like you're running out of time
A line we've all heard in this life of downers and daffodils
Find our highs in ground down pills and cigarettes by the windowsill
Still trying to fill your future with what you should do, could do
What your mum and dad would like you to
When your mum and dad be sad as you packed your bags
'Cause they frightened you so, you stub out your cigarette
And take another sip of tequila to kill the feeling that you should
Only go and think in the future, but it's a rumor, nothing true
Wish I realised it sooner
It's always sunny above the clouds
So, live right here for what's in front of you
You can read all in my eyes
You can read all In my eyes
I know you're feeling blue, another year gone by
And trust I feel it too, I'm frozen now with fears to try
Sit inside, I'm just biding time with my closing eyes
Friends achieving dreams, some to fall and some to fly
Slowly fading like dying stars up in clearer nights
Needing dreams, but we're slow in taking career advice
Shoulder for your crying, even though you say you're fine
I see your tone is so divided, by deeper secrets in your mind
And friending for the fire like tequila and desire
Lay awake on summer evenings, say that life is running by here
So blow the candle, dreaming deeply of passing days
Sat at stations but sad to say that you missed your train
Hit delay and friends will say that you never changed
By brave and march on the same
You can read all in my eyes
You can read all in my eyes
It's a false thought to young minds
Irony of being in your 20's, but feeling like you're running out of time
So, live right here for what's in front of you