Another Year - Charlie Simpson

A calm hand on a fabric that’s already sewn

I’m still not ready to face these demons alone

The ivy crawls across my throne

Seems like everyone around here is slowly changing

And this is falling to my knees

Is this water still clean?

So we grow to be the best

And through all my fears I can attest

You told me that nothing was

Impossible but there’s nothing left

But all that comes from this

Is another year

We float here as my body lays in this bed

Theres no remorse to bear with so much pain to declare

You still pull the air into my lungs

Seems like everyone around here is always changing

If this place ever feel like home

Is this water, is this water still clean?

So we grow to be the best

And through all my fears I can attest

You told me that nothing was

Impossible but there’s nothing left

But all that comes from this

Is another year