i am but a sick child. i remember everything
too tired, we walked away from this one
i am but a sick child. i remember everything
took the long way home, just in case you wanna go away
(and everyone keeps talking)
you look fantastic this way
never tried to understand, never thought to disobey
i know you've something to say
all things considered, we made our way
i remember your threadbare tone
we held our breath again, and walked away
(and everyone keeps talking)
i am but a sick child, i remember everything
orange skies reflected in your eyes
in dreams i swear it's like this when we die
walk away, close your eyes and walk away
(everyone keeps talking about us)