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INTERPRÉTATION
Birdy
Piano
Audrey Riley
Direction d’orchestre
Kirk Hellie
Guitare
Jamie Muhoberac
Claviers
Rich Costey
Synthétiseur
Chris Tombling
Direction d’orchestre
Alessandro Cortini
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Bo Madsen
Paroles/Composition
Johan Wohlert
Paroles/Composition
Jonas Bjerre
Paroles/Composition
Silas Jørgensen
Paroles/Composition
Audrey Riley
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gareth Henderson
Ingénierie
Alex H.N. Gilbert
Production déléguée
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Rich Costey
Ingénierie de mixage
Chris Tombling
Production déléguée
James Brown
Ingénierie
Paroles
I don't feel alright
In spite of these comforting sounds you make
I don't feel alright
Because you make promises that you break
Into your house
Why don't we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude
It's hard to make sense
Feels as if I'm sensing you through a lens
If someone else comes
I'll just sit here listening to the drums
Previously I never called it solitude
And probably you know all the dirty shows I've put on
Blunted and exhausted like anyone
Honestly i tried to avoid it, honestly...
Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop
And now all the good kids are messing up
Nobody has gained or accomplished anything
Writer(s): Jonas Bjerre Terkelsboel, Johan Haslund Wohlert, Silas Joergensen, Bo Rune Madsen
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