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Learning To Love Again
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INTERPRÉTATION
Mat Kearney
Mat Kearney
Guitare
Jason Lehning
Jason Lehning
Claviers
Josh Crosby
Josh Crosby
Batterie
Bryan Sutton
Bryan Sutton
Guitare
Ian Fitchuk
Ian Fitchuk
Claviers
Tony Lucido
Tony Lucido
Basse
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Mat Kearney
Mat Kearney
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jason Lehning
Jason Lehning
Ingénierie de prise de son
Robert Marvin
Robert Marvin
Production
Manny Marroquin
Manny Marroquin
Ingénierie de mixage
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Josh Crosby
Josh Crosby
Ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Mahaffrey
Matt Mahaffrey
Ingénierie de prise de son
Andy Selby
Andy Selby
Ingénierie de prise de son
Gordon Hammond
Gordon Hammond
Ingénierie de prise de son

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Your poker face ain't fooling nobody, nobody here We've all felt the flame and shed those same tears Driving home to a one man hell Still counting years, still counting years Hey brother, we're all learning to love again 'Cause that was the real you Running through the fields of gold wide open Standing in places, no picture contains That was the real you, windows down We could smell the mint fields crying Singin' with the radio to a song we can't name That was the real you Saying maybe I'm not to young to be a cowboy Hey brother, we're all learning to love again Hey brother, we're all learning to love again Making up your bed that day On a foreign floor between foreign walls Thinking 'bout the words you'd say To a phone that never calls Feel the weight of your fathers ring And all those dreams and all those dreams Singin', hey brother, we're all learning to love again 'Cause that was the real you Running through the fields of gold wide open Standing in places no picture contains That was the real you, windows down We could smell the mint fields crying Singin' with the radio to song we can't name That was the real you Saying maybe I'm not to young to be a cowboy Hey brother, we're all learning to love again Hey brother, we're all learning to love again I know you like I know my reflection Walking on the water cross and ocean of desire Everyone I know is looking for protection Trying to pull your hometown across a telephone wire 'Cause that was the real you Standing there in the shape of your body Fear down know no love when we're all the same That was the real you Looking back across the water Tears falling like rain drops rippling against the shame That was the real you Singin' Hallelujah looking down a barrel Hey brother, we're all learning to love again Hey brother, we're all learning to love again Hey brother, we're all learning to love again
Writer(s): Mathew William Kearney Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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