Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
PG Ciarletta
PG Ciarletta
Performer
Phil Ciarletta
Phil Ciarletta
Acoustic Guitar
Jonathan Madden
Jonathan Madden
Electric Guitar
Jamie Holmes
Jamie Holmes
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil Ciarletta
Phil Ciarletta
Songwriter
Jonathan Madden
Jonathan Madden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Madden
Jonathan Madden
Producer
Jamie Holmes
Jamie Holmes
Producer

Lyrics

I’ve travelled places, seen faces, certain things will never change me
By air and overseas, but the sight of you makes me believe
This is my home, I’ve been away for long, but when I come back all I know
It's not the same that it was before, not the same that it was before
All the buildings disapear, shattered glass gives me the fear
All I see and all I smell is opportunities going down the well
Church bells, ring they go, reminds me there is hope
Like the PM who came before, some philosopher who came before
Round and round the streets we go, take my hand your not alone
Hear the call, cause I’m not going home
When we were young
The number ones
I’ve lost the meaning, all the memories keep rushing back to me
Ohhh like when we were young
I’ll spray your name to show the masses, run away and skip our classes
Chapping doors, just for fun, lonely nights who really won
Messy times right down the park, just feel the flame then feel my heart
Were not the same as we were before, not the same as we were before
Round and round the streets we go, take my hand your not alone
Hear the call, cause I’m not going home
When we were young
The number ones
I’ve lost the meaning, all the memories keep rushing back to me
Ohhh
Everybody says they’ve grown up, so look me in the eyes and tell me as you wipe your makeup
Where did our time go, I’ll travel home and wonder if the streets have changed and turned to pavements
When we were young
The number ones
I’ve lost the meaning, all the memories keep rushing back to me
Ohhh, ohhh when we were young
Ohhh when we were young
Lets keep believing, all the memories keep rushing back to me
Ohhh, like when we were young
Written by: Jonathan Madden, Phil Ciarletta
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