Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
American Music Club
American Music Club
Performer
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Lead Vocals
Vudi
Vudi
Electric Guitar
Sean Hoffman
Sean Hoffman
Bass Guitar
Steve Didelot
Steve Didelot
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mark Eitzel
Mark Eitzel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Trumfio
Dave Trumfio
Producer

Letras

Neptune's the scary soldier
Who wants to show you his gun
A drum beat beyond my champagne
Sparkle kick and snare
From the edge of the world
Where the waltzes play
I'm on my way
The North Sea ferry shudders
All along its iron wall
Full of soldiers who mob the bar
Where I'm trying to sleep
They drink toasts to those
Who can't believe anymore
I'm on my way
My sunsets are all
One-sentence postcards
I can see you holding them
In your beautiful hands
As I hold my nose
To the heart I always betray
I'm on my way
Past the container port floodlights
And the mountains of souls
Past abandoned sailboats
Rotten sticks and stones
Past haunted old battleships
Waiting since the last World War
Past the lighthouse
The land's last shining hope
Sneaking towards the edge of the world
Hoping to live beyond our sins
And you can't feel the ship move
But you can see the earth spin
Into a darkness like a fist
That absorbs everything we could try
Maybe I'm finally about to see
What's right before my eyes
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
You should be here instead of me
You could always love your enemy
I was born with no love for anything
But I can't turn away
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Written by: Mark Eitzel
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