Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Hozier
Canto
Mia Fitzgerald
Voces de fondo
Alana Henderson
Violonchelo
Alex Ryan
Bajo
Rory Doyle
Batería
Lorraine Barnes
Voces de fondo
Rachael Lampa
Voces de fondo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Hozier
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Hozier
Producción
Gavin Muddiman
Ingeniería
James Darkin
Ingeniería de mezcla
Letra
[Verse 1]
So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight
So deep in the swill with the most familiar of swine
Reasons wretched and divine
[Verse 2]
She blows out of nowhere, a Roman candle of the wild
Laughing her way through my feeble disguise
No better version of me I would rather be tonight
Lord, she's found me just in time
[PreChorus]
'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
I need to be youthfully felt 'cause God, I never felt young
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, but better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
[Verse 3]
Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape some time
Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine
Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside
We'd sit back and watch the world go by
[PreChorus]
Happy to lie back, watch it burn and rust
We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
[Verse 4]
Cut clean from the dream that night let my mind reset
Looking up from a cigarette and she's already left
Start digging up the yard for what's left of me in our little vignette
Whatever poor soul is coming next
[Chorus]
She's gonna save me, call me baby, run her hands through my hair
She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily, better yet, she wouldn't care
We'll steal a Lexus, be detectives, ride 'round picking up clues
We'll name our children Jackie and Wilson, raise 'em on rhythm and blues
Written by: Hozier