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Titres les plus populaires de Michael Potts
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Michael Potts
Interprète
Meg Zervoulis
Direction d’orchestre
Ted Arthur
Claviers
Laura Bontrager
Violoncelle
Sean Carney
Violon
Eric Davis
Guitare
Julie Pacheco-Eismann
Clarinette
John DiSanto
Clarinette
Brian Hamm
Basse
Bill Hayes
Percussion
Adda Kridler
Violon
Whitney LaGrange
Violon
Matt Melore
Trombone
Brian Pareschi
Trompette
Rob Slowik
Trompette
Jared Schonig
Batterie
James Abbott
Programmation
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Matthew Sklar
Composition
Chad Beguelin
Composition
Larry Hochman
Orchestration
Glen Kelly
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Matthew Sklar
Production
Scott M. Riesett
Production
Dori Berinstein
Co‑production
Bill Damaschke
Co‑production
Scott Farthing
Co‑production
Lawrence Manchester
Ingénierie de mixage
Ben Miller
Assistance d’ingénierie
Dan Fyfe
Assistance d’ingénierie
Gloria Kaba
Assistance d’ingénierie
Isaiah Abolin
Ingénierie de prise de son
Angie Teo
Ingénierie de prise de son
Oscar Zambrano
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
My days have little glamour
Writing memos, making calls
And wincing at the grammar
Written on the bathroom walls
It's all school supplies and budget size
And wading through red tape
That's why I love the theater
It's how I escape
So, theater is a distraction?
Is that what you're saying?
No, a distraction is momentary. An escape helps you heal
We look to you
To take us away
From the soul-crushing jobs
And emasculating pay
When our lives come up short
And our hopes are sad and few
You whisk us off to some place strange and new
We look to you
In good times and bad
The worlds you create
Make the real ones seem less sad
The curtain goes up
And every now and then it feels as if we're coming home again
Yes, coming home again
We need a place to run to
When everything goes wrong
When the answer to each problem
Is to burst into a song
And simple rules of logic just simply don't apply
When people dance in unison
And no one wonders why
You make it sound so beautiful
We look to you
As strange as it seems
When reality goes to scary new extremes
So don't ever give up
And this I guarantee
Next time you think no one cares
You can look to me
Thank you, that means a lot
No, thank you
Writer(s): Matthew Sklar, Chad Beguelin
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