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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Thursday
Thursday
Interprète
Tucker Rule
Tucker Rule
Batterie
Tom Keeley
Tom Keeley
Guitare
Geoff Rickly
Geoff Rickly
Voix principales
Steve Pedulla
Steve Pedulla
Guitare
Keri Levens
Keri Levens
Chant
Marc Meltzer
Marc Meltzer
Chœurs
Dave Ciancio
Dave Ciancio
Chœurs
Timothy Charles Payne
Timothy Charles Payne
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Tim Payne
Tim Payne
Composition
Steve Pedulla
Steve Pedulla
Paroles/Composition
Robert Keeley III
Robert Keeley III
Paroles/Composition
Thomas Rule
Thomas Rule
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Sal Villanueva
Sal Villanueva
Production
Joe Pedulla
Joe Pedulla
Ingénierie
Arun Venkatesh
Arun Venkatesh
Ingénierie
Erin Farley
Erin Farley
Ingénierie
Lee Zappas
Lee Zappas
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Lapierre
Mike Lapierre
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Rumblefish
Rumblefish
Ingénierie de mixage
Coady Brown
Coady Brown
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

Standing on the edge of the Palisades' Cliffs In the shadow of the skyline very far away Like a lightning rod that couldn? t pull the storm from me I was 5 years old, my best friend's older brother died He fell from these cliffs The river washed him away, the current pulled him downstream And our lives float in the headlines, so we park these cars Parent? s garage listen to the lullaby Of carbon monoxide War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags If the sun doesn't rise We'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion A painted jail cell of light in the sky Like three mile island nightmares On TVs that sing us to sleep They burn on and on like an oil field Or a memory of what it felt like To burn on and on and not just fade away All those nights in the basement The kids are still screaming On and on and on and on War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags And we? re blowing in the wind We don? t know where to land So we kiss like little kids We used to be very tall buildings We? ve been falling for so long Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town They offer a welcome when you are leaving War all of the time In the shadow of the New York skyline We grew up too fast, falling apart Like the ashes of American flags The pieces fall it? s like a last day parade And the fires in our streets start to rage So wave to those people who long to wave back From the fabric of a flag that sang, "Love all of the time" War all the time, war all the time All of the time War all the time, war all the time All of the time, all of the time War all of the time, war all of the time War all of the time, war all of the time
Writer(s): Robert Keeley Iii, Timothy Payne, Steven Pedulla, Geoffrey Rickly, Thomas Rule Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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