Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Gold Fields
Interprète
Bram Inscore
Programmation de synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Ryan D'Sylva
Composition
Mark Fuller
Composition
Vinci Andanar
Composition
Rob Clifton
Composition
Luke Peldys
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mickey Petralia
Ingénierie
Malcolm Besley
Ingénierie
Scott Horscroft
Ingénierie
Dave Bianco
Ingénierie
Damien Weatherley
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Rouble Kapoor
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Alan Demoss
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Mike Marsh
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
(Verse)
The sun in my eyes feels like I wanna catch it
Around termal eyes got me talking backwards.
I never take advice coming from the strange men
A battle onto wise, we're drinking from the same can
But nothing's cooler than ice.
The wee under my path has got me on the right track
The sky turns to black, the sun won't try to fight back.
I never make advance, your hand is in my hand.
Head back to dry land, we're dripping on the cool sand,
But nothing's cooler than ice.
The sun in my eyes, the wind in my back
This could be your last time,
Just come and lay down.
The sun in my eyes, the wind in my back
This could be your last time,
Just come and lay down.
The sun in my eyes, the wind in my back
This could be your last time,
Just come and lay down.
Nothing's cooler than ice.
Writer(s): Sarah Mclachlan
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