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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Old Sea Brigade
Old Sea Brigade
Performer
Luke Sital-Singh
Luke Sital-Singh
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Luke Sital-Singh
Luke Sital-Singh
Songwriter
Benjamin Cramer
Benjamin Cramer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Luke Sital-Singh
Luke Sital-Singh
Producer
Owen Lewis
Owen Lewis
Mixing Engineer
Benjamin Cramer
Benjamin Cramer
Producer
Richard Dowling
Richard Dowling
Engineer

Letras

Took it back in time Take it in your stride The mother in your mind Are you saving a life? The tides are comin' in slow Everything is unknown Just need you at home You had every right I wanna be well but don't wanna try All I can hear is my daughter cry Weight of the sun is making me thin Burning my skin Wish I could see autumn, the way I've been falling I wanna be free, carelessly me It's a summertime low With everything golden, it's hard to be open Missing your touch, not alone but enough To have a summertime low You know I never missed your smell Of your obvious tell Or your shit magic spells The stars do not care Wish I could see autumn, the way I've been falling I wanna be free, carelessly me It's a summertime low With everything golden, it's hard to be open Missing your touch, not alone but enough To have a summertime low Wanna be well but don't wanna try All I can hear is my daughter cry The weight of the sun is making me thin Burning my skin, wish I could hear All of the ways you sing in the dark Brutally honest but always harsh Weight of the world is breaking my back Where were you at? Wish I could see autumn, the way I've been falling I wanna be free, carelessly me It's a summertime low With everything golden, it's hard to be open Missing your touch, not alone but enough To have a summertime low
Writer(s): Benjamin George Cramer, Owen Lewis, Henry Brill Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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