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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Johnny Blue Skies
Johnny Blue Skies
Leadgesang
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal-Steel-Gitarre
Fred Eltringham
Fred Eltringham
Schlagzeug
Jake Bugg
Jake Bugg
Akustische Gitarre
Mike Rojas
Mike Rojas
Tasteninstrumente
Sierra Hull
Sierra Hull
Mandoline
Steve Mackey
Steve Mackey
Bass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
JS Simpson
JS Simpson
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Johnny Blue Skies
Johnny Blue Skies
Mischtechniker:in
David Ferguson
David Ferguson
Mischtechniker:in
Sean Sullivan
Sean Sullivan
Aufnahmeingenieur:in
Cameron Davidson
Cameron Davidson
Ingenieurassistent:in
David Glasser
David Glasser
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Ed Farrell
Ed Farrell
Ingenieurassistent:in

Lyrics

Spend my days in a haze floating around in the Marais Nights under the bright lights at Mignon on Beaumarchais Rouge wave gets me mumbling then tumbling it takes me Bouncing and rolling like a cork lost out at sea Endless nights that haunt and taunt eternal seemingly How the sirens come to me But they're not real just temptation in the deep They all sing along to a luring song of prey Melody washes over but can't make out a word they say Tied my mooring line to wine but it snapped back from the fray So I row against the undertow drifting, my anchor away A drunken sailor lost and lonely in a sad and magic swamp Saint Michel protecting me from everything I want But darkness falls like thunder and that old dragon wins Running around in circles trying to reach the end Trying to break the cycle of solitude and sin Here come those sirens again They all sing along to a luring song of prey Melody washes over but can't make out a word they say Tied my mooring line to wine but it snapped back from the fray So I row against the undertow drifting, my anchor away Pull the wax out of my ears Tie me to the mast headlong My heart's free of fear so let me hear that siren song Play it loud and sing it proud and make it last so long Because the night goes on and on forever They all sing along to a luring song of prey Melody washes over me but I can't make out a word they say Tied my mooring line to wine but it snapped back from the fray So I row against the undertow drifting, my anchor away
Writer(s): John Sturgill Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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