Clinging onto my friends and their youth
Terrified of what will ensue
I never want to leave this kitchen table
I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful
I can feel it slipping through my hands
Time as precious, fickle as sand
And I know that life is full of ands and ands
So I just wanna hug my friends
Clinging onto my friends and their youth
Terrified of what will ensue
I never want to leave this kitchen table
I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful
I don't wanna become photographs
I know our memories are cut in half
I won't see half of you again
So I just wanna hug my friends
Clinging onto my friends and their youth
Terrified of what will ensue
I never want to leave this kitchen table
I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful, I want to be grateful
I wanna be grateful, I wanna be grateful, I wanna be grateful, grateful, grateful