When We Were Trespassers

I went past that house today
The one with pictures on the walls of biker skeletons
And they had painted over them with council grey
To keep the watching children’s eyes at bay
We had free reign but nowhere to go
I think those walls held all the answers
And when we were trespassers life was so easy
We knew we could always leave
And now that I’m older, I need a reminder
To feel that I don’t have to stay
Give me something bad to look at
Now that I’m good
Bring back the dust from that old place
Put it under my skin
We had free reign but nowhere to go
I think those walls held all the answers
And when we were trespassers life was so easy
We knew we could always leave
And now that I’m older, I need a reminder
To feel that I don’t have to stay
And now that I’m older, I need a reminder
To feel that I don’t have to stay