Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Sons Of Silver
Künstler:in
Peter Argyropoulos
Gitarre
Kevin Haaland
Gitarre
Brina Kabler
Begleitgesang
Adam Kury
Bassgitarre
Marc Slutsky
Schlagzeug
Tim Palmer
Tasteninstrumente
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Peter Argyropoulos
Komponist:in
Kevin Haaland
Komponist:in
Brina Kabler
Komponist:in
Adam Kury
Komponist:in
Marc Slutsky
Komponist:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Peter Argyropoulos
Produzent:in
Kevin Haaland
Produzent:in
Brina Kabler
Produzent:in
Adam Kury
Produzent:in
Marc Slutsky
Produzent:in
Tim Palmer
Mischtechniker:in
Lyrics
Everyday the week grows longer
Long enough to hang my head
Humbled by the test of time
Sha-la-la-la
Holding up my arms, surrender
Open up my hands and ask
Someday will you answer me
Sha-la-la-la
Working on a Monday morning
Working through a Sunday night
'Round the clock and 'round my neck
Sha-la-la-la
Old enough to know what's better
Old enough to know what's right
Someday time will punish me
Sha-la-la-la
And I'm running out of words
Because I'm running out of answers
Running into walls too high to climb and climb again
And I'm running out of nerves
Because I'm running out of chances
Running to a call too hard to find
And too hard to end
Rolling up our sleeves together
Rolling up prepared to fight
Maybe that's a fight we need
Sha-la-la-la
Staring at a distant memory
Staring at a different life
Someday you will look at me
Sha-la-la-la
Worried 'bout the world we're leaving
Worried 'bout the world we'll find
Shoulda kept the children safe
Sha-la-la-la
Gathering the strength remaining
Gathering the faith inside
Someday I won't look the same
Sha-la-la-la
And we're running out of words
Because we're running out of answers
Running into walls too high to climb and climb again
And we're running out of nerves
Because we're running out of chances
Running to a call too hard to find
And too hard to end
Everyday the week grows longer
Long enough to hang my head
Someday you will look at me
And someday I won't look the same
Rolling up our sleeves together
Rolling up prepared to fight
Maybe that's the fight we need
Sha-la-la-la
And we're running out of words
Because we're running out of answers
Running into walls too high to climb and climb again
And we're running out of nerves
Because we're running out of chances
Running to a call too hard to find
And too hard to end
Running out of words
Running out of words
Running out of words
Running out of words
Writer(s): Adam Kury, Brina Kabler, Kevin Haaland, Marc Slutsky, Peter Argyropoulos
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