Past In Our Pockets - Cloning

I saw an old friend today

Boarding a train

Called out their name

They looked away, was I wrong?

I felt like a ghost

We were just kids, now we’ve changed

From the steps to your place

Moving away, a sofa to stay

It’s no one’s fault

You learn to let go

And I guess that

We try to live with the past in our pockets

Medals and clothes, photos in our cupboards

Weddings in old high school friends' apartments

And we left red wine stains in their carpets

We try to live with the past in our pockets

It never pays so we move to new suburbs

Bottles and memories, dates with ex lovers

And we left red wine stains in their

Oh yeah

It’s getting to that time of year

When the shadows appear

Oh yeah

We always say maybe next year

When our paths are more clear

So many years on our phones

To our friends from back home

Earn and they own

They’re sleeping alone

And real slow

We lose touch and hope

The moon in it’s light always glows

Like it did when we were close

Wake me at night on tippy toes

As I slept

I’d listen out for your voice

Each night I still do so I guess

We try to live with the past in our pockets

Medals and clothes, photos in our cupboards

Weddings in old high school friends' apartments

And we left red wine stains in their carpets

We try to live with the past in our pockets

It never pays so we move to new suburbs

Bottles and memories, dates with ex lovers

And we left red wine stains in their

Oh yeah

It’s getting to that time of year

When the shadows appear

Oh yeah

We always say maybe next year

When our paths are more clear