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INTERPRÉTATION
Gregory Alan Isakov
Gregory Alan Isakov
Voix principales
Andrew Berlin
Andrew Berlin
Batterie
Ilan Isakov
Ilan Isakov
Piano Wurlitzer
Jeb Bows
Jeb Bows
Violon
John Paul Grigsby
John Paul Grigsby
Contrebasse
Max Barcelow
Max Barcelow
Batterie
Philip Parker
Philip Parker
Violoncelle
Rachel Sliker
Rachel Sliker
Alto
Steve Varney
Steve Varney
Banjo
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Gregory Alan Isakov
Gregory Alan Isakov
Paroles/Composition
Ilan Isakov
Ilan Isakov
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
Rachel Sliker
Rachel Sliker
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Andrew Berlin
Andrew Berlin
Ingénierie
Gregory Alan Isakov
Gregory Alan Isakov
Production
Tucker Martine
Tucker Martine
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Oh, my drunken southern star How you tried to hide in darkness Slipped from orbit, now you're dangerously close, oh-oh, oh Come out, come out from all your hiding out We'll dig in our heels, salute the battlefields Where our broken hearts were born, oh-oh, oh And the storm clouds are thirsty, I can see 'em bursting Watch 'em gathering light And the walls in the bedroom now are pounding out Were we broken open, baby, maybe just a crack? Swore I heard you whisper that you preferred us like that, oh-oh, oh My broken, open child Were we thirsty, thorned with wild eyes? Still, we are slaves to the sirens of the salty sea Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh Oh-oh, oh
Writer(s): Gregory Alan Isakov Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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