Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Vocals
Beccy Byrne
Beccy Byrne
Background Vocals
Jeremy Stacey
Jeremy Stacey
Drums
Mikey Rowe
Mikey Rowe
Keyboards
Paul Stacey
Paul Stacey
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noel Gallagher
Noel Gallagher
Songwriter
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Noel Gallagher's High Flying Birds
Producer
Craig Silvey
Craig Silvey
Mixing Engineer
Paul Stacey
Paul Stacey
Producer

Lyrics

Keep on running, but I can't get to the mountain Behind me lie the years that I misspent And I've been sitting like a flower in the fountain When all the love I'm gonna need is heaven sent Gonna try my best to get there But I can't afford the bus fare And the storm that's rolling over Man, it makes me wanna cry And I was told The streets were paved with gold And there'd be no time for getting old When we were young It's alright If you dance with me tonight We'll fight the dying of the light We'll catch the sun Woke up sleeping on a train that was bound for nowhere Echoes that I could hear were all my own The world had turned and I'd become a stranger I'm tired of watching all the flowers turn to stone 'Cause I'll try my best to get there But I can't afford the bus fare And the storm that's rolling over Man, it makes me wanna cry And the cold against my shoulder When it comes on in the winter And it seems to last forever And it makes me wanna, makes me wanna cry I was told The streets were paved with gold There'd be no time for getting old When we were young It's alright If you dance with me tonight We'll fight the dying of the light We'll catch the sun Gonna try my best to get there But I can't afford the bus fare And the storm that's rolling over Man, it makes me wanna cry And I was told The streets were paved with gold And there'd be no time for getting old When we were young It's alright If you dance with me tonight We'll fight the dying of the light We'll catch the sun And the cold against my shoulder When it comes on in the winter And it makes me wanna cry And the cold against my shoulder It seems to last forever And it makes me wanna, makes me wanna cry
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