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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brandi Carlile
Brandi Carlile
Vocals
Phil Hanseroth
Phil Hanseroth
Bass
Tim Hanseroth
Tim Hanseroth
Acoustic Guitar
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Acoustic Guitar
Holly Laessig
Holly Laessig
Background Vocals
Jess Wolfe
Jess Wolfe
Background Vocals
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Programming
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Piano
Chris Powell
Chris Powell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandi Carlile
Brandi Carlile
Songwriter
Phil Hanseroth
Phil Hanseroth
Songwriter
Tim Hanseroth
Tim Hanseroth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Cobb
Dave Cobb
Producer
Matt Scatchell
Matt Scatchell
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Brandon Bell
Brandon Bell
Engineer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Tom Elmhirst
Tom Elmhirst
Mixing Engineer
Shooter Jennings
Shooter Jennings
Producer
Phillip Smith
Phillip Smith
Assistant Recording Engineer
Michael Harris
Michael Harris
Vocal Recording Engineer

Lyrics

They build wooden houses on frozen ponds In the summertime when the water's gone Diagonal lines in their rolled-out lawns And the sage always smells so pretty But nobody cares where the birds have gone When the rain comes down on Babylon The stone mason's phone rings all day long And you gotta get back to the city I'll build my house up on this rock, baby Every day with you There's nothin' in that town I need After everything we've been through Me out in my garden and you out on your walk Is all the distance this poor girl can take Without listenin' to you talk I don't need their money, baby Just you and me on the rock You and me on the rock I built paper planes when I learned to fly Like a 747 fallin' out of the sky I folded 'em crooked, now I'm wonderin' why I could always end up in the water But nobody's askin' why she lookin' so thin Why she laughin' too hard or why she drinkin' again A fallen star, she's a paper plane She was goin' down when you caught her I'll build my house up on this rock, baby Every day with you There's nothin' in that town I need After everything we've been through Me out in my garden and you out on your walk Is all the distance this poor girl can take Without listenin' to you talk I don't need their money, baby Just you and me on the rock It's an earthquake, it's a harder wind It's a record breakin' tide and it is rollin' in It's a big sea, but it can't touch you and me It's just not water for you And what are you? I don't need their money, baby Woo! I'll build my house up on this rock, baby Every day with you There's nothin' in that town I need After everything we've been through Me out in my garden and you out on your walk Is all the distance this old girl can take Without listenin' to you talk I don't need their money, baby Just you and me on the rock I don't need their money, baby (I don't need their money, baby) Just you and me on the rock (just you and me on the rock) You and me on the rock
Writer(s): Brandi Marie Carlile, Timothy Jay Hanseroth, Phillip John Hanseroth Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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