Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Nefesh Mountain
Nefesh Mountain
Künstler:in
Sam Bush
Sam Bush
Künstler:in
Jerry Douglas
Jerry Douglas
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Doni Zasloff
Doni Zasloff
Komponist:in
Eric Lindberg
Eric Lindberg
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Skyler Chuckry
Skyler Chuckry
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Brandon Bell
Brandon Bell
Mischtechniker:in
Doni Zasloff
Doni Zasloff
Produzent:in
Eric Lindberg
Eric Lindberg
Produzent:in

Songteksten

When the canyon moon is riding high
And the wooded whispers begin
When the levees break along with the tide
And the only path is sin
You can’t fight the current all alone
Or just take a paddle for your canoe
This time it’s not just sticks and stones
So I’m coming along with you
There’s a higher road just up the hill
But none of us could hear the call
It’s not a sirens song or fire drill
It’s a warning for us all
We’re only strangers
who’ve yet to be friends
We’ll be in pain til
We can to make amends
These stubborn stains will
Come out in the end
Oh, Better Angels
Unite us all again
She brought the kids to the river bank
Took shelter by a mighty oak
She dried their eyes as her heart sank
And wished it all was but a joke
She said son and daughter listen well
Don’t you take all words to heart
We have to play the cards we’re dealt
Been that way from the start
They listened as the waters told
Stories of when good prevailed
When the sky sent down streams of gold
She knew their ship had yet to sail
We’re only strangers
who’ve yet to be friends
We’ll be in pain til
We can to make amends
These stubborn stains will
Come out in the end
Oh, Better Angels
Unite us all again
Come all you roving cowboys
Toss another chip into the flames
We can build back what we’ve destroyed
And be a beacon in the game
We can learn to see in each others eyes
And breathe without bated breath
Must we all choose our own disguise
Between Lincoln and Macbeth
We can feed the lion and the dove
Be messengers from the mountain top
But if it doesn't start with Love
Who knows when it’ll stop
We’re only strangers
who’ve yet to be friends
We’ll be in pain til
We can to make amends
These stubborn stains will
Come out in the end
Oh, Better Angels
Unite us all again
Written by: Doni Zasloff, Eric Lindberg
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