Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
Pinback
Intérprete
Rob Crow
Guitarra
Chris Prescott
Batería
Armistead Burwell Smith IV
Bajo
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Rob Crow
Composición
Armistead Burwell Smith IV
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Zach Smith
Ingeniería de grabación
Ben Moore
Ingeniería de mezcla
Rob Crow
Ingeniería de grabación
Letra
[Verse 1]
And when the seasons get you down
I'll come running to tuck you in
Out the window, looks like all of the colors
All of them melting down
Been escaping, barely keeps you awake
Shivering in the cold
Frosty glasses cracking into the shades
Tryin' to forget you now
[Verse 2]
(Hello, hello)
You always seem to call when nothing's on
(Hello, hello) Proceed to memory
You always seem to try the threat
(Hello, hello) Before the information's in
You're awfully calm and dull
(Hello, hello)
You're awfully calm, is all
(Hello, hello)
[Verse 3]
And when the seasons get you down
I'll come running to tuck you in
And out the window, looks like all of the colors
All of them melting down
Don't heed escaping, barely keeps you awake
Shivering in your clothes
The frosty glasses cracking into the shapes
Tryin'a forget you now
[Verse 4]
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
And soon, all you'll have is the memory
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
And then you won't even have that memory
(Nothing remains)
[Verse 5]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
And soon, all you'll have is the memory
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
And then you won't even have that memory
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
And soon, all you'll have is the memory
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
And then you won't even have that memory
[Verse 6]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
Come out of there, we have just one night
Crack this tomb while everybody's sleeping
(And soon, all you'll have is the memory)
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
Come out of there, we got just one chance
If we lose out, no one is the weakest
(And then you won't even have that memory)
[Verse 7]
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
Come out of there, we have just one night
Crack this tomb while everybody's sleeping
(And soon, all you'll have is the memory)
Oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh, oh
(Wind, fire, rain, hail)
Come out of there, we got just one chance
If we lose out, no one is the weakest
(And then you won't even have that memory)
Written by: Armistead Burwell Smith IV, Rob Crow