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INTERPRÉTATION
Phish
Interprète
Trey Anastasio
Guitare
Béla Fleck
Banjo
Mike Gordon
Basse
Jon Fishman
Batterie
Page McConnell
Claviers
Dave Grippo
Saxophone
James Harvey
Trombone
David Gusakov
Violon
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Scott Herman
Paroles/Composition
Tom Marshall
Paroles/Composition
Trey Anastasio
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Trey Anastasio
Production
John Siket
Ingénierie de mixage
Bob Ludwig
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Bryce Goggin
Production
Paroles
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Vanessa calls me on the phone
Reminding me I'm not alone
I fuss and quake and cavitate
I try to speak and turn to stone
Tilly reaches through my vest
To do the thing that she does best
She probes and tears my ventricles
Steals my one remaining breath
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Stumbling as I fall from Grace
She needs my vision to replace
Her ailing sight throughout the night
Leaving two holes in my face
Mary was a friend I'd say
'Til one summer day
She borrowed everything I owned
And then simply ran away,
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Writer(s): Scott Herman, Tom Marshall, Trey Anastasio
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