Créditos

Artistas intérpretes
Lucas Tams
Lucas Tams
Batería
Ollie Martin
Ollie Martin
Bajo
Brad Smith
Brad Smith
Guitarra
Jack Preston
Jack Preston
Voces
Archie Jones
Archie Jones
Sintetizador
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Lucas Tams
Lucas Tams
Autoría
Ollie Martin
Ollie Martin
Autoría
Brad Smith
Brad Smith
Autoría
Jack Preston
Jack Preston
Autoría
Gaz Allatt
Gaz Allatt
Composición
Producción e ingeniería
Borja Regueira
Borja Regueira
Producción
Gareth Allatt
Gareth Allatt
Coproducción
Pete Maher
Pete Maher
Masterización

Letra

I go back home just to try and get some peace
But the photo albums torn, the pages are creased
Nobody's drinking they're all settling down
Can't find any smiles, surrounded by frowns
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
Her pretty face still running round my mind
Is the only one I'm trying to find
I find it all alone like a pissheads car
I find it all alone in a familiar bar
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
Reaper's a robber
A five fingered thief
Dancing with a soul
Taken from me
Time and a time and a time and again
Cannot see your future but this can't be the end
Booked a table for nine but we walked in with eight
You were always on time but now you'll always be late
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down in the Marina
I think she's seen me
I thought I'd seen her
But you're up in the clouds and I find myself down, down in the Marina
Written by: Brad Smith, Jack Preston, Lucas Tams, Ollie Martin
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