Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Forgive Durden
Interprète
Thomas Dutton
Percussion
Paul Dutton
Direction d’orchestre
Andy Mannino
Batterie
Kendahl Kapetan
Batterie
Randy Nash
Voix supplémentaires
Chris Bateson
Voix supplémentaires
Spencer Mertel
Voix supplémentaires
Rudy Gajadhar
Batterie
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
John Gourley
Paroles
Thomas Dutton
Paroles/Composition
Paul Dutton
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Casey Crescenzo
Ingénieries complémentaires
Chris Conley
Ingénieries complémentaires
Kris Anaya
Ingénieries complémentaires
Pavan Grewall
Ingénieries complémentaires
Randy Nash
Ingénieries complémentaires
Vanessa Harris
Ingénieries complémentaires
Rudy Gajadhar
Ingénierie
Casey Bates
Ingénierie
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Paroles
Please take a seat
Let me tell you both a tale of love and hope
It's a story that you may have heard before, told as mythical lore
But this translation is clear
Unlike the embellishments that have reached your ears
There was a boy
Who shared your bones, your eager blood, your affinity for love
He had it all in his hands
And he watched it all turn to sand
If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree
Then I was truly meant to leave the Dark
Down this path set out in front of me
I will reunite this world's divided halves
Fulfill my history
This is more than divine decree
It's my destiny
Digging 'round the deep, only missing out on sleep
Chasing 'bout my head like the wolf that found the sheep
(Oh Oh Wah)
Don't go digging 'round there, you'll be slipping bit too much
Milling muck and mud with the mind that lost its touch
(Oh Wah)
I been traveling 'bout in time, never stepping out for much
Deepest of the deep with the wolf that lost those sheep
(Oh Woah Woah Woah Wah)
Because it's more than a little, but less than a bunch
Found their way around with the blind that lost its touch
The choices he made that day (Oh wah)
To burn down the world he'd helped create
Don't be scared kid (Don't be scared kid)
You're gifted (You're gifted)
Follow this stream, and live out that prophecy
(Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones)
(Beware of the medicine before you lay your head again)
(Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones)
So they arrived at the doctor's camp
His crude shack, a shanty with walls of broken glass
Light leaking through the shattered cracks
And through he was cordial
The young couple was doubtful
If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree
I was truly meant to leave the Dark down this path set out in front of me
For the longshoreman had warned them
To keep a close eye on their adored ones
But they had journeyed for a reason
They were here for the medicine
To cure the infection
But nothing could prepare him for the events that would ensnare them
All he could do is trust what he knew
He would listen to his gut and live for his love
Writer(s): Thomas Dutton, Paul Dutton
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