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Not in Our Stars (the Fine Game of Nil)

Cameron Smith & Cameron Smith and the Slings

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Cameron Smith

Vocals

Cameron Smith and the Slings

Cameron Smith and the Slings

Performer

Morris Holdahl

Lap Steel Guitar

Katie Grace Robertson

Katie Grace Robertson

Piano

Chuck Brown

Brass

Ron Griffin

Trumpet

Nick Tittle

Drums

Patrick Higgins

Patrick Higgins

Bass

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Cameron Smith

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Cameron Smith

Co-Producer

Mark Randall

Recording Engineer

Marco Saenz

Mastering Engineer

Morris Holdahl

Co-Producer

Texty

Well the road goes on forever

And the parting never ends

Somehow 'goodbye' ain’t ever good enough

No matter how many times you’ve said it

But time, was it all we had once?

The time to get there and back again

Don’t let the day go down and the twilight abound

Or we’ll be both be bathing in it

Yeah, when the sun slows down passing cars

Poke holes in the night and call them 'stars'

As the tail lights write on your face like sin

Flowing like the blood that we’ve been baptized in

You might say that nothing matters

And you’d be right again

But get your hands out your pockets

We’ve got money to spend

When I was a child

And the child was enough

My dad bought tickets to a circus

But never wound up taking us

Oh but once I saw The Tyger

He was sleeping on the lam

And what framed that fearful symmetry

Was the work of twilight’s hands

It ain’t personal and it’s not business

But maybe it is time to forget this

It will get in the way

Until the way is just what it is

I know that the fault is not in our stars

It’s in these brains that torture us for stories

And paint those lines we keep driving in

But press your foot on the gas

And let the miles pass

I feel fate homing in

So let’s get

(Let’s get it!)

And when the sun speeds up the fading stars

Are swerving like drunks coming home from the bars

As the tail lights glow on our face like sin

Burning like the fire we’ve been baptized in

You might think that nothing matters

And what a blessing that curse is

But take your hands out your pockets

Cause we’ve got wheels to spin

You might say that nothing matters

And you’d be right again

But get your hands on the wheel

We’ve got somewhere to get

Written by: Cameron Smith

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