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Credits

AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Marc Almond
Marc Almond
Stimme und Gesang
Chris Braide
Chris Braide
Klavier
Martin McCarrick
Martin McCarrick
Cello
Ash Soan
Ash Soan
Schlagzeug
Neal X
Neal X
Gitarre
Kimberlee McCarrick
Kimberlee McCarrick
Geige
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Marc Almond
Marc Almond
Songwriter:in
Chris Braide
Chris Braide
Horn-Arrangeur:in
Martin McCarrick
Martin McCarrick
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
Kimberlee McCarrick
Kimberlee McCarrick
Streicher-Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Marc Almond
Marc Almond
Produzent:in
Chris Braide
Chris Braide
Produzent:in
Jonny Solway
Jonny Solway
Ingenieur:in
Mike Pietrini
Mike Pietrini
Ingenieur:in

Lyrics

When the crow's eyes have turned blue Then our time comes to an end There's no time for me and you Only sorrow once again A return of winter skies And bitter thoughts, my friend We'll wait for sunlight to break through Was it all for nothing? For the crow's eyes have turned blue Blue of winter in your eyes My cold friend, my old soul So dawn inside and chill to touch Was it only far too little, or just a little to much? Like a comet tale at night Suited cross a russian sky There's a blackness in my heart As a tear falls from my eye Soon I'll be saying goodbye To all the troubles in this world I'm chasing the dawn, chasing the dawn I'm coming home, i'm coming home Soon I'll be free, soon I'll be free From all the troubles in this world Soon I'll be free, and I'll fly like a bird Soon I'll be free, from every cruel, vicious world Chasing the dawn, i'm chasing the dawn I'm coming home, I'm coming home My friend, my love Sometimes I don't have the words Sometimes they come out around To the ones that I prefer Sometimes I don't have the words Sometimes they come out around To the ones that I prefer In another life, in another time From a different angle, a different lines We'd be together forever Drowning in plastic together Burning in wildfile together Facing the storm cloud together Choking on poison together Toxic erosion together Wasting our way together Turning to dust forever, and ever You're a magpie stealing rings To you they're silly, shiny things To be buried and for Gods Where you buried your sad heart And all the things you're not You took them on your way And you left them to decay And far away you flew And your eyes are turning blue Your eyes, turning blue Your eyes, are turning blue Your eyes, are turning blue Your eyes, are turning blue Your eyes, are turning blue Your eyes, are turning blue
Writer(s): Christopher Kenneth Braide, Peter Marc Almond Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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