Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
While She Sleeps
Interprète
Lawrence Taylor
Chant
Sean Long
Guitare
Adam Savage
Batterie
Aaran McKenzie
Basse
Matthew Welsh
Guitare
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Lawrence Taylor
Paroles
Mat Welsh
Paroles
Sean Long
Composition
Adam Savage
Composition
Aaran McKenzie
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Carl Bown
Production
Colin Richardson
Ingénierie de mixage
Jim Pinder
Ingénierie
Drew Lawson
Ingénierie
Ted Jensen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
[Verse 1]
So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to hell you've learnt something
Living and breathing
[Verse 2]
Everybody dies with a debt
(No silence!)
Watching death is how we live
Take it or leave it
Don't waste your breath
I clear my mind, deny real life, define "Here"
Without borders, possessions or enemies
[Verse 3]
Everybody dies with a debt
We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget
Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves
[Verse 4]
Bottle it up, let your problems distill
Forget your dreams or fulfil them
Leave no trace, waste away
It's time for change
[Verse 5]
So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to hell you've learnt something
Living and breathing
[Verse 6]
Four walls in this prison
But I can still see the river
Four walls in this prison
Lies to poison your decisions in life, take note
[Verse 7]
(Now you tell me why you're living a lie)
[Verse 8]
Don't ignore it, now you know
I saved my soul
I sold it to the open road
[Verse 9]
I found hope in the wreckage of progress
Trophies shattered and stained
("Do what you're told")
There's a mould to be broken
A light burning over your name
[Verse 10]
(And I saved my soul)
But I never said I wasn't the culprit
Never said I wasn't deceived
(I saved my soul)
Just trying to rewrite the wrongs
That were written on me
(I saved my soul)
[Verse 11]
Everybody dies with a debt
We all die for a life that we fear we will only forget
(I saved my soul)
Or confess to a god that we know we only hear in ourselves
[Verse 12]
So when the saints go marching in
They won't be singing for your sins
They just hope to hell you've learnt something
Living and breathing
Written by: Aaran McKenzie, Adam Savage, Lawrence Taylor, Mat Welsh, Sean Long