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INTERPRÉTATION
White Lies
Interprète
Harry McVeigh
Chant
Jack Lawrence-Brown
Batterie
Alison Dods
Violon
Catherine Musker
Alto
Adrian Bradbury
Violoncelle
Emil Chakalov
Violon
Everton Newson
Violon
Fiona McNaught
Violon
Julia Singleton
Violon
Louisa Fuller
Violon
Richard George
Violon
Sally Herbert
Violon
Sonia Slany
Violon
Warren Zielinski
Violon
Claire Orsler
Alto
Clare Finnimore
Alto
Helen Kamminga
Alto
John Metcalfe
Alto
Ian Burdge
Violoncelle
Sophie Harris
Violoncelle
Tony Woollard
Violoncelle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Charles Cave
Paroles
Ed Buller
Arrangement des instruments à cordes
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Alan Moulder
Ingénierie de mixage
Ed Buller
Ingénierie
Max Dingel
Ingénierie
Paroles
The lights still in our eyes
We're leaving this whole fairground behind
It's a dream that's going cold
The circus never dies
The act forever haunts these skies
I know we cannot stay
Farewell to the fairground
These rides aren't working anymore
Goodbye to this dead town
Until the ice begins to thaw
This place used to gleam
I see it in my hopeful dreams
Now I have to get away
We move towards the stars
And all that we touch becomes ours
Let's keep warm 'til it's day
Farewell to the fairground
These rides aren't working anymore
Goodbye to this dead town
Until the ice begins to thaw
We'll head south, just hold my hand now
I feel like I'm casting off my clothes
And I'm running through the snow towards the sunset
And I'm always with you
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Keep on running
Keep, keep on running
There's no place like home
There's no place like home
Farewell to the fairground
These rides aren't working anymore
Goodbye to this dead town
Until the ice begins to thaw
We'll head south, just hold my hand now
I feel like I'm casting off my clothes
And I'm running through the snow towards the sunset
And I'm always with you
Writer(s): Harry Mcveigh, Charles Cave, Jack Brown
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