Back then

Those are our stories

Small glories in my hands

I keep the worn-out pages

Like sand slips through my plans

We were kids in the back row

Falling through the smoke

Laughing at the hard things

Before we even knew the joke

I still hear us calling

From the edge of then

Every scar was shining

Like we’d do it all again

Those are our stories

Small glories, small glories

I hope they never end

I hope they never end

And they’ll never see

Who we are now

Back then

Who we are now

Back then

Now your name sits quiet

On the tip of my tongue

Like a song in the hallway

From when we were young

I turn the old light on

For the ghost of that room

And the air fills up slowly

With the shape of us in bloom

I still hear us calling

From the edge of then

Every scar was shining

Like we’d do it all again

Those are our stories

Small glories, small glories

I hope they never end

I hope they never end

And they’ll never see

Who we are now

Back then

Who we are now

Back then

If the years come hard

Let them come

We were brave in the dark

And we learned enough

To carry the laugh

And the ache

To keep every little flame

We ever made

Those are our stories

Small glories, small glories

I hope they never end

I hope they never end

And they’ll never see

Who we are now

Back then

Who we are now

Back then

Those are our stories

Small glories, small glories

I hope they never end