Royal Canoe Exodus of the Year song lyrics

Up in my room, working it out

Trying not to make a sound

Chasing another arrow of light

It's always the same somehow

Flat on my back, afraid to admit

That I'm getting older now

It's calling you out, calling you out

Calling you out at night

Shaking in the cold oh so gallantly

The advantage of withholding your honesty

Most of my friends got the fuck out

In the exodus of the year

Now it's just me and you in dim winterlight

Straining ourselves to hear

Those three stupid words, I haven't said

While calling you out at night

Shaking in the cold oh so gallantly

The advantage of withholding your honesty