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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Synthesizer
DAVID McGOWAN
DAVID McGOWAN
Bass Guitar
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Drums
Robert Michael Kildea
Robert Michael Kildea
Electric Guitar
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Vocals
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Acoustic Guitar
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Vocals
Kevin Burleigh
Kevin Burleigh
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Christopher Thomas Geddes
Songwriter
DAVID McGOWAN
DAVID McGOWAN
Songwriter
Richard William Colburn
Richard William Colburn
Songwriter
Robert Michael Kildea
Robert Michael Kildea
Songwriter
Sarah Ann Martin
Sarah Ann Martin
Songwriter
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Stephen Thomas Jackson
Songwriter
Stuart Murdoch
Stuart Murdoch
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Belle and Sebastian
Belle and Sebastian
Producer
Brian McNeill
Brian McNeill
Mixing Engineer
Frank Arkwright
Frank Arkwright
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Burleigh
Kevin Burleigh
Engineer
Shawn Everett
Shawn Everett
Additional Producer
Tony Doogan
Tony Doogan
Engineer

Lyrics

Everybody says you're a lot like me But I don't know if I feel the same way You're not a jailer, but I'm not free I still hang on every word that you say I don't know what's you and what is me We're points along a line, but I don't see a boundary We are all punched out from the same old cast And we are all vessels, and we contain the past So I stick around for the spring you see But then summer comes, I go free-ranging You can still be you, I can try to be me Is it me or just the world that's changing? My money's on you, I have no doubt Of all the things we worship, we are the most devout When we kneel at the altar of ourselves But today I would give my ragged self away When you gonna call me? When you gonna want me? I'm waiting like a coiled spring For the telephone to ring Far away, you call me I've got a song to sing, I've got words I can borrow It really doesn't matter if it's raining tomorrow I've got a song to sing, I've got pain, I've got sorrow It really doesn't matter what I say, do you follow? I've got a song to sing, I've got words I can borrow It really doesn't matter if it's raining tomorrow (Really doesn't matter, really doesn't matter, no) I've got a song to sing, I've got pain, I've got sorrow It really doesn't matter what I say, do you follow? When you gonna call me? When you gonna want me? I'm waiting like a coiled spring For the telephone to ring When you gonna call me? When you gonna want me? I'm waiting like a coiled spring For the telephone to ring
Writer(s): Richard Colburn, Robert Kildea, Christopher Geddes, Stuart Murdoch, Stephen Jackson, David Mcgowan, Sarah Martin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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