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Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Florence Welch
Voix principales
Jack Antonoff
Batterie
Kid Harpoon
Batterie
Tom Moth
Harpe
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Florence Welch
Paroles/Composition
Thomas Edward Percy Hull
Paroles/Composition
Tom Moth
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Florence Welch
Production
Jack Antonoff
Production
Kid Harpoon
Production
Serban Ghenea
Ingénierie de mixage
Bryce Bordone
Assistance d’ingénierie de mixage
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Ben Loveland
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Billy Halliday
Ingénierie
Laura Sisk
Ingénierie
Jeremy Hatcher
Ingénierie
Dave Snyder
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Duncan Fuller
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
John Rooney
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Lauren Marquez
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Matt Hall
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Will Quinnell
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Matty Green
Assistance d’ingénierie
Paroles
I used to see the future and now I see nothing
They cut out my eyes and sent me home packing
To pace around the kitchen for scraps of inspiration
Crying like Cassandra, I
Used to tell the future, but they cut out my tongue
And left me doing laundry to think in what I've done
It wasn't me, it was the song
I used to move into the future, bring it all back
Let it bleed through my fingers, a treasure in my hands
Now I creep out when there's no one about
'Cause they put crosses on the doors to try and keep me out
The garden's overgrown
And I run in the middle of the road (ooh)
Well, can you see me? I cannot see you
Everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view
In this blindness I'm condemned to
Well, can you hear me? I cannot hear you
Every song I thought I knew, I've been deafened to
And there's no one left to sing to
All the gods have been domesticated
And Heaven is now overrated
And the churches, they all closed their doors
But you can take your complaints straight to the Lord
I try to still look with wonder on the world
As the roses bloom
And the riot van still plainly in view
Well, can you see me? I cannot see you
Everything I thought I knew has fallen out of view
In this blindness I'm condemned to
Well, can you hear me? I cannot hear you
Every song I thought I knew, I've been deafened to
And there's no one left to sing to
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, oh
Take me back
Oh, drunken gods of slaughter
You know I've always been your
Favorite daughter
Well, can you see me? I cannot see you
Everything I thought I knew is falling out of view
And if I run fast enough, could I break apart
As empires crumble and cathedrals flatten in my heart?
Writer(s): Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Thomas Edward Percy Hull
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