Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Mike Miz
Leadgesang
Will Moore
Kontrabass
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mike Miz
Songwriter:in
David Newbould
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mike Miz
Produzent:in
Matty Alger
Mischtechniker:in
Chris Frasco
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Lyrics
I had a dream last night that I won’t soon forget
I saw my grandfather sitting on the steps
In his favorite spot, beneath the clock, back to the wall
He said- I know you probably don’t remember me at all
I passed away when you were only just a child
And I know my family, they rarely saw me smile
I smoked too much and probably drank too many beers
But it’ll get you down, working in a prison all those years
I came to tell you that I see myself in you
And I wish I wasn’t seeing what I see
Now, I ain’t asking you to let go of anything you love
Or turn your back on any kind of dream
The choices that you make are gonna have to be your own
But promise me one thing, won’t you please
Don’t turn into me
I met your grandma when we were only 17
Fell in love and married, just like on the silver screen
But when she needed me the most, I just wouldn’t wanna talk
I was more a raging river, than any kind of rock
Bought myself a barstool down at Andy’s Cafe
Drank away so many nights, it got hard to face the day
And years just disappeared like morning fog upon a lake
And when I tried to make amends, it was already too late
Now, I ain’t asking you to let go of anything you love
Or turn your back on any kind of dream
All of your mistakes are gonna have to be your own
But promise me one thing, won’t you please
Don’t turn into me
Now, I ain’t asking you to let go of anything you love
Or turn your back on any kind of dream
All of your regrets are gonna have to be your own
Don’t let them bring it to your knees
Yeah, promise me one thing, won’t you please
Don’t turn into me
Written by: David Newbould, Mike Miz