Créditos
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Neko Case
Stimme und Gesang
Björn Yttling
Tasteninstrumente
Paul Rigby
Gitarre
Doug Gillard
Gitarre
Joey Burns
Harmonium
Mark Lanegan
Stimme und Gesang
Matt Chamberlain
Schlagzeug
Sebastian Steinberg
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Neko Case
Songwriter:in
Paul Rigby
Songwriter:in
Nedotykomka
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Neko Case
Produzent:in
Björn Yttling
Produzent:in
Lasse Mårtén
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Shultz
Ingenieur:in
Letras
[Verse 1]
I waited too long to write this down
The startling sensation is fading
The sweet, sweet burn
Of the first drink of the night, underage
Knowing that you're gonna get away with it
[Verse 2]
You were a good man before you knew it
And I'm not vain enough to think
That I'd've been good for you if I'd stayed
In the current of your life
I was an eyelash in the shipping lanes
[Verse 3]
Now I'm so scared about mystery
I fear I smell extinction
In the folds of this novocaine age coming on
I miss the smell of mystery
Reverb leaking out of tavern doors
And not knowing how the sounds were made
[Verse 4]
So I left home and faked my ID
I fucked every man that I wanted to be
I was so stupid then
Why should mystery give its life for me?
[Verse 5]
Baby, I'm afraid
But it's not your fault
Maybe I should go home alone tonight
Baby, I'm afraid
But it's not your fault
Maybe I should go home alone tonight
[Verse 6]
Now I'll see you in our old home
Where I'm always scared to go
Those thirty garbage miles
Making wet cigarette butts and used tires
To be poor as the anchor that makes us so sure
[Verse 7]
Your sandy voice across my brow
You haven't aged a day
Is it because you took a shortcut
That makes people say you're crazy?
Is it true?
You're a time traveler, you
Is it true?
I've seen crazy too
[Verse 8]
Well, can it be a comfort
Between us
Because I never wanna know for sure
[Verse 9]
Baby, I'm afraid
But it's not your fault
Maybe I should go home alone tonight
Baby, I'm afraid
But it's not your fault
Maybe I should go home alone tonight
The instrumental over the bridge
[Verse 10]
Now I write this in a pale town
Where excitement is a yellow curb
My dream, awake, leaps through my window
From the highway
[Verse 11]
You turned my head and set the brake too late
These cities are metric tons
The crash comes, guns come
It bowls down my public saint
Behind the reservoir of calicos
Forms to private lakes, lakes, lakes, lakes
Baby, I'm afraid
[Verse 12]
Lovin' is so easy
You haven't gained a day
Two self-fulfilling prophecies
That don't even have each other
Not that we would ever get away with it
Written by: Neko Richelle Case, Paul Andrew Rigby