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INTERPRÉTATION
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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
David Wood
Paroles/Composition
Michael Kozakov
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Crispin Day
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Jacob Tsafatinos
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
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Ingénierie
Crispin Day
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Paroles
We couldn't fallow the fields
We couldn't live off the yields
And so we slowly slipped away
It was a city of jade
From the year it was made
Then it started to decay
But I'm still here
Lost everything, everything
But I know that it will fall
The crumbling walls
And it's all that is left to me
It seems like we're in withdrawal
But so are they all
And it's all that is left to me
I write your name into stone
I read it alone
And it's all that is left to me
Your love songs cover this home
But nobody knows
And it's all that is left to me
And in the temple divine
Can't tell the writing from vines
But then, I know just what they'll say
Here stood a mightier kind
Tikal and Copan combined
But then they started to decay
But I'm still here
I lost everything, everything
But I know that it will fall
The crumbling walls
And it's all that is left to me
It seems like we're in withdrawal
But so are they all
And it's all that is left to me
I write your name into stone
I read it alone
And it's all that is left to me
Your love songs cover this home
But nobody knows
And it's all that is left to me
But I know that it will fall
The crumbling walls
And it's all that is left to me
It seems like we're in withdrawal
But so are they all
And it's all that is left to me
I write your name into stone
And read it alone
And it's all that is left to me
Your love songs cover this home
But nobody knows
And it's all that is left to me
Writer(s): Crispin Day, Jonathon Kereliuk, David Wood, Michael Kozakov, Nicholas Frosst, Jacob Tsafatinos
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