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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brenna Whitaker
Brenna Whitaker
Performer
David Foster
David Foster
Keyboards
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
Programming
Alex Iles
Alex Iles
Horn
Brandon Fields
Brandon Fields
Horn
Carlitos Del Puerto
Carlitos Del Puerto
Bass
Chris Bradio
Chris Bradio
Horn
Chris Gray
Chris Gray
Horn
Chuck Findley
Chuck Findley
Horn
Dan Higgins
Dan Higgins
Horn
Greg Huckins
Greg Huckins
Horn
Jeff Driskill
Jeff Driskill
Horn
Jon Papenbrook
Jon Papenbrook
Horn
Lyndon Rochelle
Lyndon Rochelle
Drums
Paul Young
Paul Young
Horn
William Frank "Bill" Reichenbach Jr.
William Frank "Bill" Reichenbach Jr.
Horn
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Rogg
Jesse Rogg
Songwriter
Samuel Falson
Samuel Falson
Songwriter
David Foster
David Foster
String Arranger
Chris Walden
Chris Walden
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Foster
David Foster
Producer
Jochem Van Der Saag
Jochem Van Der Saag
Sound Design

Lyrics

Behold the secrets of nature's deepest mystery Man turns animal for the erotic pleasures of women and men If the fish swim out of the ocean And grew legs and they started walking And the apes climbed down from the trees And grew tall and they started talking And the stars fell out of the sky And my tears rolled into the ocean And now I'm looking for a reason why You even set my world into motion 'Cause if you're not really here Then the stars, they don't even matter Now I'm filled to the top with fear That it's all just a bunch of matter If you're not really there I, I don't wanna be either I, I wanna get next to you Black and gold, black and gold, black and gold Oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh Oh, oh I look up into the night sky I see a thousand eyes staring back And all around these golden beacons I see nothing but black I feel the weight of something beyond them I don't see what I could feel If vision is my only validation Then most of my life isn't real If you're not really here I, I don't wanna be either I, I wanna get next to you Black and gold, black and gold I look up into the night sky I see a thousand eyes made of steel And all around these golden beacons Most of my life isn't real If you're not really here Then the stars, they don't even matter Now I'm filled to the top with fear That we're all just bunch of matter You're not really here I, I don't wanna be either I, I wanna get next to you Black and gold, black and gold If you're not really here I don't want to be either Wanna get next to you Black and gold, black and gold Black and gold
Writer(s): Jesse Rogg, Samuel Falson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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