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Crédits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Amble
Gitarre
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Oisin McCaffrey
Songwriter:in
Robert Cunningham
Songwriter:in
Ross Mc Nerney
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Oisin McCaffrey
Produzent:in
Robert Cunningham
Produzent:in
Ross Mc Nerney
Produzent:in
Alex Borwick
Ingenieur:in
Nathan Dantzler
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Cian Synott
Mischtechniker:in
Paroles
Dying seems like an ancient tale
A drunkard told me once
For you grew up fast
And grew up weak
You never land a punch
In the coldness of your eyes
I see the type of man you are
Too afraid to be the same
Too afraid to stray too far
We drove that night to the town
Where the old folks curse the new
Never thought we would hold
Something borrowed something blue
Memories last a lifetime
But in my mind this was it
I look up to the milky way
And dream of what exists
Why walk when we can run
You never date the youngest son
(But if you) heed the word of every man
You'll never reach their promised land
(But it's) hoping in the corner of your mind
You'll see the way I see
And shine like you can shine
I wish for you the best of life can be
Some people try to run away
By staying deadly still
With you I've earned a different path
We can put that in our will
Some people spend a lifetime
Blowing dreams and cigarettes
For you I put the lighter down
And cashed in all my bets
Writer(s): Oisin Mccaffrey, Robert Cunningham, Ross Mc Nerney
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