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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yannis Philippakis
Guitar
Jack Bevan
Drums
Jimmy Smith
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anup Kumar Paul
Songwriter
Yannis Philippakis
Songwriter
Jack Bevan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anup Kumar Paul
Additional Producer
James Keeley
Additional Engineer
Jeremie Inhaber
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Robin Florent
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Scott Desmarais
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Miles James
Producer
Chris Galland
Mixing Engineer
Christoph Skirl
Engineer
Oli Middleton
Engineer
Pete Hutchings
Engineer
Rob Cohen
Engineer
Jimmy Smith
Engineer
Matt Colton
Mastering Engineer
Manny Marroquin
Mixing Engineer
John Hill
Producer
Mark Rankin
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
Looking high, looking low
For where all our friends used to go
Running through that open door
For you don't go in there no more
You can stay, you can go
To all the haunts we used to know
The late nights bathed in neon glow
Nostalgia of the aftershow
Look me up, look me down
You know I won't be hanging around
'Cause I've already skipped the town
I've packed my bags, I've found new ground
I hope that I see a life returning
The leaves on the trees and the wind blowing
I hope that I'll be there when life's returning
The new kids coming in
Find another way
Any other way
Find another way
Pull me up, pull me down
Searching hands all grasp the crown
Sink or swim, but we won't drown
Treading water 'til you're found
Come for me, come for you
At least we can say we were true
Just holding out for something new
The good life that we hoped we're due
(I hope I'll see the streets return)
Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)
Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)
Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)
Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)
Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)
Any other way (I hope I'll see the streets return)
Find another way (I know I'll see the streets return)
Looking high, looking low
For where all our friends used to go
Running out that open door
You won't see them dance no more
Look me up, look me down
You know I won't be hanging around
'Cause I've already skipped the town
I've packed my bags, I've found new ground
Looking high, looking low
For where all our friends used to go
Running out that open door
For you won't see them dance no more
Looking high, looking low
For where all our friends used to go
Running out that open door
For you won't see them dance no more
Writer(s): James Andrew Smith, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis, Jack William Bevan, Anup Paul
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