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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gary Lightbody
Gary Lightbody
Background Vocals
Nathan Connolly
Nathan Connolly
Background Vocals
Paul Wilson
Paul Wilson
Bass Guitar
Jonny Quinn
Jonny Quinn
Drums
Tom Simpson
Tom Simpson
Keyboards
Jacknife Lee
Jacknife Lee
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary Lightbody
Gary Lightbody
Songwriter
Nathan Connolly
Nathan Connolly
Composer
Jonny Quinn
Jonny Quinn
Composer
Tom Simpson
Tom Simpson
Composer
Paul 'BaeBro' Wilson
Paul 'BaeBro' Wilson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tom McFall
Tom McFall
Recording Engineer
Sam Bell
Sam Bell
Additional Engineer
Stefano Soffia
Stefano Soffia
Assistant Recording Engineer
Cenzo Townshend
Cenzo Townshend
Mixing Engineer
Owen Skinner
Owen Skinner
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacknife Lee
Jacknife Lee
Producer
John Davies
John Davies
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I want something That's purer than the water Like we were It's not there now Ineloquence and anger Are all we have Like Saturn's rings An icy loop around me Too hard to hold Lash out first At all the things we don't like Or understand And It's Beginning To Get To Me That I know more of the stars and sea Than I do of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed Are you beginning to get get my point They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out No one knows what this fight's about The answer phone The lonely sound of your voice Frozen in time I only need The compass that you gave me To guide me on And It's Beginning To Get To Me That I know more of the stars and sea Than I do of what's in your head Barely touching in our cold bed Are you beginning to get get my point They're always fighting with aching joints It's doing nothing but tire us out No one knows what this fight's about It's so thrilling but also wrong Don't have to prove that you are so strong Cos I can carry you on my back After our enemies attack I tried to tell you before I left But I was screaming under my breath You are the only thing that makes sense Just ignore all this present tense We need to feel breathless with love And not collapse under its weight I'm gasping for the air to fill My lungs with everything I've lost We need to feel breathless with love And not collapse under its weight I'm gasping for the air to fill My lungs with everything I've lost
Writer(s): Jonathan Graham Quinn, Tom Simpson, Nathan Connolly, Paul Wilson, Gary Lightbody Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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