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Oaks
496
En tournée
Alternative
Oaks est sorti le 25 mars 2014 par Razor & Tie dans le cadre de l'album Teeth Dreams
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Date de sortie25 mars 2014
LabelRazor & Tie
Qualité mélodique
Acoustique
Valence
Dansabilité
Énergie
BPM112

Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
The Hold Steady
The Hold Steady
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Craig Finn
Craig Finn
Composition
Tad Kubler
Tad Kubler
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Nick Raskulinecz
Nick Raskulinecz
Production

Paroles

There were days from last week
I couldn't quite complete
Skipped ahead to the next afternoon
Sweat through the sheets
Slept in my shoes
Hung around with the House of Balloons
Keep the speed steady
Hold the wheel straight
We scratch and we scrape
We're scared then we're brave
The kids on the corner making eyes at the cars
If you want to be saved all it takes is a wave
There were kids at the car wash
That said they could get it
Gave them half but they never came back
Drove by so slowly
It felt like we're floating
An inflatable raft
Our bodies are stoplights
Our minds are the streets
We scratch and we scrape
We're scared then we're brave
The kids on the corner making eyes at the cars
If you want to saved all it takes is a wave
Sarah I still think that you are so beautiful
I'm sorry that you don't feel the same way as me
We spent so much time in this town driving slowly
We spent so much money on things that didn't stay
So call for a taxi. Slide into the backseat
It rolls like a glass bottomed boat
The kids on the corner when they reach in the window
Their arms look like limbs from an oak
Keep the speed steady. Hold the wheel straight
I swear I feel each little sway
Our minds are the windows
Our bodies are screens
We scratch
We scrape
And we dream
We dream of the limbs of the trees
We dream of the views from the boats
Of mountains all covered in oaks
And we hope
As we hang from the limbs of the trees
We cling to the rails of the boats
The mountains all covered in oaks
And we dream
We dream of the limbs of the trees
We dream of the views from the boats
Of mountains all covered in oaks
And we hope
As we hang from the limbs of the trees
We cling to the rails on the boats
The trees as they turn into smoke
The trees they turn slowly to smoke
Written by: Craig Finn, Tad Kubler
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