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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Richard Wright
Klavier
David Gilmour
E-Gitarre
Guy Pratt
Bass
Nick Mason
Schlagzeug
Sam Brown
Stimme und Gesang
Carol Kenyon
Begleitgesang
Dick Parry
Tenorsaxofon
Michael Kamen
Orchesterleiter:in
Durga McBroom
Begleitgesang
Jackie Sheridan
Begleitgesang
Rebecca Leigh-White
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Richard Wright
Komponist:in
Anthony Moore
Texte
Michael Kamen
Orchestrator:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
David Gilmour
Produzent:in
Bob Ezrin
Produzent:in
James Guthrie
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Joel Plante
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Andy Jackson
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Chris Thomas
Mischtechniker:in
Jacques Plante
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Paroles
From morning to night, I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive, I'd barely survive
In a word, overrun
Won't hear a sound (he's curled into the corner)
From my mouth (but still the screen is flickering)
I've spent too long (with an endless stream of garbage)
On the inside out (curse the place)
My skin is cold (in a sea of random images)
To the human touch (the self-destructing animal)
This bleeding heart's (waiting for the waves)
Not beating much (to break)
I murmured a vow of silence, and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light, I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile
I'm creeping back to life
My nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out
Look at him now, he's paler somehow
But he's coming around
He's starting to choke, it's been so long since he spoke
Well, he can have the words right from my mouth
And with these words, I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time, then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again
I'm holding out (he's standing on the threshold)
For the day (caught in fiery anger)
When all the clouds (and hurled into the furnace)
Have blown away (he'll curse the place)
I'm with you now (he's torn in all directions)
Can speak your name (and still the screen is flickering)
Now we can hear (waiting for the flames)
Ourselves again (to break)
Writer(s): Richard Wright, Anthony Jon Moore
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