January (2013)

We saw our breath under the streetlights on the coastline But we were warm with cheap coats on and the glow in our eyes Anybody with half their mind would've kept warm inside But we're young and have a point to prove, so let's do this in style There's half a trillion pebbles on Brighton beach And tonight they are the stage on which we sing We will all sing Yeah, it's freezing outside, but f*ck it, we don't mind It's been seven hours since they switched the lights off on the pier But we've been doing alright with the starlight as our chandelier We met the waves at the edge of the sea And staring out into the water, we will sing We will all sing Yeah, it's freezing outside, but f*ck it, we don't mind January nights, the bitter cold cuts like a knife on January nights Nothing has a value when all time is in suspension So in this moment, we're historic and rich with good intentions Nothing has a value when all time is in suspension So in this moment, we're historic and rich with good intentions