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Here
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Here fue lanzado el 10 de octubre de 2025 por AD 93 como parte del álbum Goodness
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ÁlbumGoodness
Fecha de lanzamiento10 de octubre de 2025
Sello discográficoAD 93
IdiomaEnglish
Melodía
Nivel de sonidos acústicos
Valence
Capacidad para bailar
Energía
BPM

Video musical

Video musical

Créditos

ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
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Intérprete
Theodora Laird
Theodora Laird
Voces
Caius Williams
Caius Williams
Músico, Bajo eléctrico, Guitarra eléctrica
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Theodora Laird
Theodora Laird
Autoría
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Theodora Laird
Theodora Laird
Producción, Ingeniería de mezcla
Caius Williams
Caius Williams
Ingeniería
Noel Summerville
Noel Summerville
Masterización

Letra

Here with time, we waste
Contaminants are like lost loose change
Swallowed whole by the smoke and the cold
Through the pipes, through the unmarked graves
Filled with city birds
Forgotten things and old mistakes
Here where the Sun won't shine, not the real one anyway
Not the Sun that once kissed us awake
For here there is no day, nobody sleeps
There's just the working week again, and again, and again
Would you leave with me?
If I asked you to try, could you say goodbye
To tube lines and concrete?
Would you ever leave?
If I went one day up the Thames to the hills
Would you follow me?
Here, we are thick-skinned, numb
Dead behind the eyes, look what we've become
Hardened and worn, forget what we came here for
I don't care, we don't care about anyone
This place was built to last
It wasn't built for love
Would you run away?
Walking, you and I, till the vertical lines
Morphed into landscapes
No, you'd rather stay
Be honest, my love, earth and I aren't enough
We can always leave this place
Mm, another day turns, I think that we should leave the city
I say it all the time, I say it all the time
Laid to rest into the grass when we are weathered and old
But now we stay striking the pavement for gold
Another day turns, I think that we should leave the city
Mm, I say it all the time, I say it all the time
Laid to rest into the grass when we are weathered and old
But now we stay striking the pavement for gold
Written by: Theodora Laird
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