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Old Note
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Skladba Old Note vyšla 10. února 2023 Rough Trade na albu All of This Is Chance
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Posledních 7 dní
00:45 - 00:50
Skladba Old Note byla v minulém týdnu nejčastěji objevena v segmentu okolo 45 sekundy od začátku.
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lisa O'Neill
Lisa O'Neill
Vocals
Brian Leach
Brian Leach
Dulcimer, Musician
Colm Mac Con Iomaire
Colm Mac Con Iomaire
Violin, Musician
Colm O'Hara
Colm O'Hara
Trombone, Musician
Joseph Doyle
Joseph Doyle
Musician, Double Bass
Kate Ellis
Kate Ellis
Cello, Musician
Sadie-Mae O'Neill
Sadie-Mae O'Neill
Musician, Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lisa O'Neill
Lisa O'Neill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lisa O'Neill
Lisa O'Neill
Producer
David Odlum
David Odlum
Producer, Mixing Engineer
Nick Watson
Nick Watson
Engineer

Texty

The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float old note new among my mind
You hold the note, the note just moves the movement
Let go of the note and so move everything
I can't come to quantify the feeling
I was walking home half in the dreaming
The things that I was thinking I was singing
The wind whistled you in behind the springing
A star ran rings around the star before me
And spun and swooped and sank and rocked beneath me
And mirrored what I've carried since I met me
And shot me back into the ground below me
And there I met another note long buried
And sat upon its shoulders was a memory
A home but sea above me's gone so noisy
I almost think I do not recognize me
Feathered friend dig up and resurrect me
I long to live among the song of bardes
A lawless league of lonesome, lonesome beauty
Skies and skies and skies above duty
The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float old note new among my mind
You hold the note, the note just moves the movement
Let go of the note and so move everything
I can't come to quantify the feeling
I was walking home half in the dreaming
The things that I was thinking I was singing
The wind whistled you in behind the springing
Written by: Lisa O'Neill
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