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Wearing the Inside Out
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Richard Wright
Richard Wright
Piano
David Gilmour
David Gilmour
Electric Guitar
Guy Pratt
Guy Pratt
Bass
Nick Mason
Nick Mason
Drums
Sam Brown
Sam Brown
Background Vocals
Carol Kenyon
Carol Kenyon
Background Vocals
Dick Parry
Dick Parry
Tenor Saxophone
Michael Kamen
Michael Kamen
Orchestra Leader
Durga McBroom
Durga McBroom
Background Vocals
Jackie Sheridan
Jackie Sheridan
Background Vocals
Rebecca Leigh-White
Rebecca Leigh-White
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Richard Wright
Richard Wright
Composer
Anthony Moore
Anthony Moore
Lyrics
Michael Kamen
Michael Kamen
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Gilmour
David Gilmour
Producer
Bob Ezrin
Bob Ezrin
Producer
James Guthrie
James Guthrie
Mastering Engineer
Jacques Plante
Jacques Plante
Mastering Engineer
Andy Jackson
Andy Jackson
Recording Engineer
Chris Thomas
Chris Thomas
Mixing Engineer

Στίχοι

From morning to night, I stayed out of sight Didn't recognize I'd become No more than alive, I'd barely survive In a word, overrun Won't hear a sound (he's curled into the corner) From my mouth (but still the screen is flickering) I've spent too long (with an endless stream of garbage) On the inside out (curse the place) My skin is cold (in a sea of random images) To the human touch (the self-destructing animal) This bleeding heart's (waiting for the waves) Not beating much (to break) I murmured a vow of silence, and now I don't even hear when I think aloud Extinguished by light, I turn on the night Wear its darkness with an empty smile I'm creeping back to life My nervous system all awry I'm wearing the inside out Look at him now, he's paler somehow But he's coming around He's starting to choke, it's been so long since he spoke Well, he can have the words right from my mouth And with these words, I can see Clear through the clouds that covered me Just give it time, then speak my name Now we can hear ourselves again I'm holding out (he's standing on the threshold) For the day (caught in fiery anger) When all the clouds (and hurled into the furnace) Have blown away (he'll curse the place) I'm with you now (he's torn in all directions) Can speak your name (and still the screen is flickering) Now we can hear (waiting for the flames) Ourselves again (to break)
Writer(s): Richard Wright, Anthony Jon Moore Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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