Hudební video
Hudební video
Kredity
PERFORMING ARTISTS
John McCusker
Performer
Kris Drever
Performer
Roddy Woomble
Performer
Ewen Vernal
Bass
Ian Carr
Dobro
Michael McGoldrick
Flute
Norman Blake
Vocals
Phil Cunningham
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John McCusker
Composer
Drever Kris John Robert
Composer
Roderick Woomble
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John McCusker
Producer
Texty
Your face expresses its years so seriously
As the lamplight draws dark circles round your eyes
And your mouth twists unexpected fate
Into its natural shape
And turns the dark into another form of light
Time expresses itself so suddenly
People pass like strangers in the night
They're just doing what they think is right
On into an older way of life
Where the dark is just another form of light
Every single thing I ever hope to see
I held in my hands
In the hope I'd never turn into the man
I'm expected to be
And what you hold in your hands
Is lost to memory
Dry your eyes in round circles
'Cause you've been pulled into the ocean
On an undertow of all our lonely hearts
But solitude feels the same whoever you blame
Don't let darkness become another form of light
Every single thing I ever hope to see
I held in my hands
In the hope I'd never turn into a man
I'm expected to be
Now I know that nothing is lost to memory
Written by: Drever Kris John Robert, Mccusker John, Woomble