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KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Dan Whitford
Dan Whitford
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Ben H. Allen III
Ben H. Allen III
Produzent:in
Dan Whitford
Dan Whitford
Produzent:in
Ben Etter
Ben Etter
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Jason Kingsland
Jason Kingsland
Aufnahmeingenieur:in

Letras

[Verse 1]
Universe is turning inside out
Was there ever really any doubt?
Spin zeroes up into the sky
Our machine is slowly bleeding out
[Verse 2]
Hallelujah for the country bands
Smother love into this empty house
Blind stranger turned around to me
And said, tell me what you're seeing now
[Verse 3]
Crosses all along the motorway, oh-oh
And the city returns to the sand, oh-oh
Baby, all the signs are taking me
To no fixed destination
[Verse 4]
Something strange is coming over me, oh-oh
Stuck in headlights I don't understand, oh-oh
Now if only I could start again
With no fixed destination
[Verse 5]
So I know the road is running out
But I don't think we can turn around
Say the cleanest of the billionaires
Say it soft if you can make it out
[Verse 6]
And I wish I could've known this place
Before we started living underground
I should be shocked, but now I'm mesmerized
In fact it's mentioned, what's the difference now?
[Verse 7]
Crosses all along the motorway, oh-oh
And the city returns to the sand, oh-oh
Baby, all the signs are taking me
To no fixed destination
[Verse 8]
Something strange is coming over me, oh-oh
Stuck in headlights I don't understand, oh-oh
Now if only I could start again
With no fixed destination
No fixed destination
[Verse 9]
As I close my eyes
She's strangely warm
Tap on rays of the sun
It's a memory of a place I've never seen
But I'll keep trying while I can
To feel it, feel it
[Verse 10]
Crosses all along the motorway, oh-oh
And the city returns to the sand, oh-oh
Baby, all the signs are taking me
To no fixed destination
[Verse 11]
Something strange is coming over me, oh-oh
Stuck in headlights I don't understand, oh-oh
Now if only I could start again
With no fixed destination
[Verse 12]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh ...
Written by: Dan Whitford
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