Video musical

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Win Butler
Win Butler
Vocals
Regine Chassagne
Regine Chassagne
Performer
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Performer
Jeremy Gara
Jeremy Gara
Performer
Sarah Neufeld
Sarah Neufeld
Violin
Tim Kingsbury
Tim Kingsbury
Performer
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
Strings
Marika Shaw
Marika Shaw
Strings
Clarice Jensen
Clarice Jensen
Strings
Nadia Sirota
Nadia Sirota
Strings
Yuki Numata Resnick
Yuki Numata Resnick
Strings
Caleb Burhans
Caleb Burhans
Strings
Ben Russell
Ben Russell
Strings
Rob Moose
Rob Moose
Strings
Marika Anthony-Shaw
Marika Anthony-Shaw
String Ensemble
Will Butler
Will Butler
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Win Butler
Win Butler
Songwriter
Regine Chassagne
Regine Chassagne
Songwriter
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Songwriter
Jeremy Gara
Jeremy Gara
Songwriter
Tim Kingsbury
Tim Kingsbury
Songwriter
Sarah Neufeld
Sarah Neufeld
Songwriter
Will Butler
Will Butler
Songwriter
William Butler
William Butler
String Arranger
Owen Pallett
Owen Pallett
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Win Butler
Win Butler
Producer
Regine Chassagne
Regine Chassagne
Producer
Richard Reed Parry
Richard Reed Parry
Producer
Jeremy Gara
Jeremy Gara
Producer
Markus Dravs
Markus Dravs
Co-Producer
Sarah Neufeld
Sarah Neufeld
Producer
Tim Kingsbury
Tim Kingsbury
Producer
Mark Lawson
Mark Lawson
Recording Engineer
Craig Silvey
Craig Silvey
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Recording Engineer
Don Murnhagan
Don Murnhagan
Additional Engineer
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Recording Engineer
Brian Thorn
Brian Thorn
Assistant Recording Engineer
Brad Bell
Brad Bell
Assistant Recording Engineer
Adam Greenspan
Adam Greenspan
Assistant Recording Engineer
Arcade Fire
Arcade Fire
Producer
Will Butler
Will Butler
Producer

Letra

The summer that I broke my arm I waited for your letter I have no feeling for you now Now that I know you better I wish that I could have loved you then Before our age was through And before a world war does with us whatever it will do Dreamed I drove home to Houston On a highway that was underground There was no light that we could see As we listened to the sound of the engine failing I feel like I've been living in A city with no children in it A garden left for ruin by a billionaire inside of a private prison You never trust a millionaire quoting the sermon on the mount I used to think I was not like them but I'm beginning to have my doubts My doubts about it When you're hiding underground The rain can't get you wet But do you think your righteousness could pay the interest on your debt? I have my doubts about it I feel like I've been living in A city with no children in it A garden left for ruin by a billionaire inside of a private prison I feel like I've been living in A city with no children in it A garden left for ruin by and by as I hide inside of my private prison
Writer(s): William Butler, Win Butler, Regine Chassagne, Jeremy Gara, Tim Kingsbury, Richard R Parry Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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