Eason

Running wild, not heading home
 Await the call or the streetlight glow
 Clive was ours out on our own
 We didn't know how fast it'd go
 When we were kids out in the open
 With our fears under the horizon
 Breathing fresh air out at Eason
 That freedom we lost somehow
 Eyes set out on the great unknown
 Blinded to the strains of growth
 Now Rosewood nights, I cannot taste
 If I had known, I might have stayed
 When we were kids out in the open
 With our fears under the horizon
 Breathing fresh air out at Eason
 A freedom we lost somehow
 Is there any way we know
 To bring us all back home
 Return the great unknown
 For that freedom we lost somehow
 Is there any way we know
 To bring us all back home
 Return the great unknown
 For that freedom we lost somehow
 When we were kids out in the open
 With our fears under the horizon
 Breathing fresh air out at Eason
 A freedom we lost somehow
 That freedom we lost somehow
 That freedom we lost somehow