Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Buddy Ross
Buddy Ross
Synthétiseur
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Chant
Serena McKinney
Serena McKinney
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Paroles/Composition
Ariel Rechtshaid
Ariel Rechtshaid
Paroles/Composition
Michael Tucker
Michael Tucker
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Ezra Koenig
Ezra Koenig
Production
Ariel Rechtshaid
Ariel Rechtshaid
Production
BloodPop®
BloodPop®
Production complémentaire
Chris Kasych
Chris Kasych
Ingénierie de prise de son
John DeBold
John DeBold
Ingénierie de prise de son
Hiroya Takayama
Hiroya Takayama
Ingénierie de prise de son
Takemasa Kosaka
Takemasa Kosaka
Ingénierie de prise de son
Chris Allgood
Chris Allgood
Assistance d’ingénierie de mastérisation
Emily Lazar
Emily Lazar
Ingénierie de mastérisation

Paroles

[Verse 1]
Baby, I love you
But that’s not enough
And pulling away
Has been unbearably buff
I ran up the mountain
Out of your sight
The snow on the peak
Was just unbearably white
[Verse 2]
The city was freezing
An elegant flow
The wind at the doorway
Was unbearably cold
You walked to the bedroom
And sat down to write
The page in your notebook
Was unbearably white
[Verse 3]
There’s an avalanche coming
Don’t cover your eyes
It’s what you thought that you wanted
It’s still a surprise
It’s hard on the body
It’s hard on the mind
To learn what kept us together darling
Is what kept us alive
[Verse 4]
Sooner or later
The story gets told
To tell it myself
Would be unbearably bold
Presented with darkness
We turned to the light
Could have been smart
We’re just unbearably bright
[Verse 5]
There’s an avalanche coming
Don’t cover your eyes
It’s what you thought that you wanted
It’s still a surprise
It’s hard on the body
It’s hard on the mind
To learn what kept us together darling
Is what kept us alive
[Verse 6]
Call it a day, call it a night
Callous and cold and just unbearably white
Call it a day, call it a night
Callous and cold and just unbearably white
Call it a day, call it a night
Callous and cold and just unbearably white
[Verse 7]
Baby, I love you
But that’s not enough
And pulling away
Has been unbearably buff
I ran up the mountain
Out of your sight
The snow on the peak
Was just unbearably white
[Verse 8]
Call it a day, call it a night
Callous and cold and just unbearably white
Written by: Ezra Koenig
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