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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
James Taylor
James Taylor
Chant
Arnold McCuller
Arnold McCuller
Chant
Rosemary Butler
Rosemary Butler
Chant
David Lasley
David Lasley
Voix supplémentaires
Lani Groves
Lani Groves
Voix supplémentaires
Bob Mann
Bob Mann
Guitare
Dan Dugmore
Dan Dugmore
Pedal steel guitar
Carlos Vega
Carlos Vega
Batterie
Don Grolnick
Don Grolnick
Claviers
Leland Sklar
Leland Sklar
Basse
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Taylor
James Taylor
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Don Grolnick
Don Grolnick
Production
Rhonda Schoen
Rhonda Schoen
Ingénierie de montage
Greg Calbi
Greg Calbi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Don Rodenbach
Don Rodenbach
Assistance d’ingénierie
James Farber
James Farber
Ingénierie de mixage

Paroles

We were ring-around-the-rosy children They were circles around the sun Never give up, never slow down Never grow old, never, ever die young Synchronized with the rising moon Even with the evening star They were true love written in stone They were never alone, they were never that far apart And we who couldn't bear to believe they might make it We got to close our eyes Cut up our losses into doable doses And ration our tears and sighs Oh, you could see 'em on the street on a Saturday night Everyone used to run them down They're a little too sweet, they're a little too tight Not enough tough for this town Couldn't touch them with a ten-foot pole No, it didn't seem to rattle at all They were glued together, body and soul That much more with their backs up against the wall Oh, hold them up, hold them up Never do let them fall Prey to the dust and the rust and the ruin That names us and claims us and shames us all I guess it had to happen someday soon Wasn't nothing to hold them down They would rise from among us like a big balloon Take to the sky and forsake the ground Oh, yes, other hearts were broken Yeah, other dreams ran dry But our golden ones sail on, sail on To another land beneath another sky (Let other hearts be broken) oh (Let other dreams run dry) Let our golden ones sail on, sail on To another land beneath another sky Beneath another sky Hold them up, hold them up Hold them up, hold them up Hold them up, hold them up Hold them up, hold them up Hold them up to me, hold them up to me Hold them up, hold them up (Hold them up) hold them up, hold them up, hold them up (Don't let them fall)
Writer(s): James Taylor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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