Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ethan Johns
Drums
Tom Chaplin
Lead Vocals
Neil Cowley
Piano
Nick Pini
Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Chaplin
Songwriter
Tobie Tripp
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Katie May
Recording Engineer
Ary Am
Recording Engineer
Dom Monks
Recording Engineer
Adele Philips
Recording Engineer
Luke Pickering
Recording Engineer
Ethan Johns
Producer
Owain Fleetwood Jenkins
Recording Engineer
Luke Gibbs
Recording Engineer
Matt Colton
Recording Engineer
Chiara Ferracuti
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
And so I find myself in the ancient grove
Tall tree, withered branches, so many seasons flown
See the bitter winter shiver, for a warmer world
But the summer sun, ain't worth its weight in gold
I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire how the new flowers grow
How the new flowers grow
All life is happenstance, that we jeopardise
To shoot for a chance at some earthly paradise
Years frittered, embittered waiting for a kingdom come
You can waste a life, but it never comes
So I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire
So I stop and admire
Lost to the wind are the wasted hours we've known
So carve your name on a rock, etch it deep in the stone
Oh, what on earth you waiting for?
When this moment now is evermore
And I don't need no fast life on the road
I just want to savour my time getting old
If I don't need it, I'll let it go
And I want to admire how the new flowers grow
Written by: Tobie Tripp, Tom Chaplin