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INTERPRÉTATION
Rick Springfield
Rick Springfield
Voix principales
Jesse Chitwood
Jesse Chitwood
Chœur
Elizabeth Yacoubian
Elizabeth Yacoubian
Chœur
Harper Nooney
Harper Nooney
Chœur
Elliot Schaeffer
Elliot Schaeffer
Chœur
Sofia Schaeffer
Sofia Schaeffer
Chœur
Windy Wagner
Windy Wagner
Chœurs
Monte Neuble
Monte Neuble
Claviers
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Rick Springfield
Rick Springfield
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Gene Grimaldi
Gene Grimaldi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Jack Zrehigian
Jack Zrehigian
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Chris Dugan
Chris Dugan
Ingénierie de mixage
Matty Spindel
Matty Spindel
Ingénierie de prise de son
Tim Harkins
Tim Harkins
Ingénierie de prise de son

Paroles

Waiting for the clock to stop The other shoe to finally drop The storekeeper to close up shop The final call from the mountain top A face that made the young girls shy A voice that sang the highest high The light that dimmed inside your eye I whispered as I said "Goodbye" We are eternal, we take flight Stairway to the stars our spirit seeks Cross the infernal into light Away from the skeptics and Jesus freaks We watched as our dreams came true We crashed and burned but made it through Although we burned a bridge or two In the end it didn't matter If I'd paint my life, I'd paint it blue You brought the light, that's what you do But now I sit here mourning you And memories just shatter We are eternal, we take flight Stairway to the stars our spirit seeks Cross the infernal (into light) Away from the skeptics and Jesus freaks I was searching for answers And bleeding from paper cuts (bleeding from paper cuts) We are eternal here tonight More than this life of four thousand weeks We are eternal Whoa, whoa-whoa We are eternal Whoa, whoa-whoa We are eternal, we take flight Stairway to the stars our spirit seeks Cross the infernal Into light Away from the skeptics and Jesus freaks I was searching for answers And bleeding from paper cuts (bleeding from paper cuts) We are eternal here tonight More than this life of four thousand weeks Waiting for the clock to stop
Writer(s): Richard Springthorpe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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