Próximos conciertos de Gone Tomorrow
Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Henry Ruddick
Vocals
Will John Boddy
Guitar
Elliott Ron Duncan
Bass
James Smith
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Henry Ruddick
Songwriter
Will John Boddy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Martindale
Producer
Letras
How was your weekend?
Bet you got messed up
I miss the old days
I miss phoning you up
In the middle of some minor meltdown
Of major proportions
I live in distortion
My vision distorted
Approach with caution
Dreams aborted
One man plans
And one man bands
As things stand
As one man stands
You're downing cans
So what we running from?
Bring on the rain
What we running from?
The thunder's on its way
Broken umbrella
I'm soaking wet
And it dribbles down my face
And it tastes of regret
Well
Shatter the hourglass
Watch as the hours pass
Pass us by
These daydreams die
In the eyes of those
We leave behind
Drowning in the wake of a sinking ship I'm sailing
The 'HMS Watch While My Dream's Derailing"
One
So what we running from?
Bring on the rain
What we running from?
The thunder's on its way
Days drag their heels
But the week's easy to miss
Let's see if it feels real
Into this abyss
The days drag their heels
But the week's easy to miss
Let's see if it feels real
Into this abyss
So what we running from?
Writer(s): Ben Ruddick
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