We stayed away much longer than explained that we would To be honest there was a spate of delays for the Hoods I guess a promise is made to be made, not made to be kept The way it weighed all these days, hey I'm blessed And I'm honoured, and I guess I wanted things a little too quickly 'Cause the last two years felt a little like fifty And I've been last meek, the Santa and the freak 'Cause Pressure causes Suffa-ing, resulting in Debris (Hilltop), we back from the sabbatical, you miss us? My briefcase is a suitcase, travel's my business Said we'd be back last year, life got in the way of that But that's life, we play it out, somehow get on and play it back We made it out, then we made it back We take them out, we still in on the world not carin' (I've been having these panic attacks while I'm having a nap) (Look), the one thing that I know about losin' Is that I don't know one thing about losin' Man, we're back (We arrive in the night) (We come alive in the night, come alive in the night) (If the sky always colored and runs the expanse in the absence of light, woah!) (Walking under stars, we breath the night, breath the night) (Walking under stars, we reignite, reignite) (We come alive in the night!)