Concerts à venir de Brown Horse
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Brown Horse
Interprète
Emma Tovell
Basse
Ben Auld
Chœurs
Nyle Holihan
Chœurs
Patrick Turner
Voix principales
Phoebe Troup
Chœurs
Rowan Braham
Piano
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Emma Tovell
Paroles
Ben Auld
Paroles/Composition
Nyle Holihan
Paroles/Composition
Patrick Turner
Paroles/Composition
Phoebe Troup
Paroles/Composition
Rowan Braham
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Owen Turner
Production
Paroles
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
Call it distraction, call it despair
No matter what you call it you can feel it when it's there
Drifted on the low tide, now it's hell bent for to stay
Lay my head down, quit this, set my rest to lay
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
As the setting sun fades the birds make their escape
I hold shallow breaths in this slow beating chest
It's not like I expected, where on earth is all the rest?
Shark teeth that speak to me waiting in the depths
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
Standing alone out on a sand spit
Cut off by the sea
I didn't really mean to commit to this
Still the water moves closer to me
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
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