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INTERPRÉTATION
Kieran Kiely
Kieran Kiely
Accordéon
Lucy Shaw
Lucy Shaw
Contrebasse
Andrew Dost
Andrew Dost
Chœurs
Corinne Bailey
Corinne Bailey
Cor d’harmonie
Richard Ashton
Richard Ashton
Cor d’harmonie
Richard Bissill
Richard Bissill
Cor d’harmonie
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Guitare
Pat Reynolds
Pat Reynolds
Programmation
Mark Frost
Mark Frost
Trombone
Trevor Mires
Trevor Mires
Trombone
Natalie Cavey
Natalie Cavey
Alto
Jenny Sacha
Jenny Sacha
Violon
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Violon
Stephanie Cavey
Stephanie Cavey
Violon
Pat Hartley
Pat Hartley
Trombone
Nate Ruess
Nate Ruess
Chant
Sally Jackson
Sally Jackson
Violon
Chloé Vincent
Chloé Vincent
Flûte
Emma Owens
Emma Owens
Alto
Jane Olivor
Jane Olivor
Violoncelle
Roise Danvers
Roise Danvers
Violoncelle
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Andrew Dost
Andrew Dost
Paroles/Composition
Jack Antonoff
Jack Antonoff
Paroles/Composition
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Paroles/Composition
Nate Ruess
Nate Ruess
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Jeff Bhasker
Jeff Bhasker
Production
Pete Bischoff
Pete Bischoff
Ingénieries complémentaires
Noah Goldstein
Noah Goldstein
Ingénierie
John Janick
John Janick
Production déléguée
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Andrew Dawson
Andrew Dawson
Ingénierie
Tommy Danvers
Tommy Danvers
Production

Paroles

Well, I woke up to the sound of silence and cries Were cutting like knives in a fist fight And I found you with a bottle of wine Your head in the curtains and heart like the Fourth of July You swore and said we are not We are not shining stars This I know, I never said we are Though I've never been through Hell like that I've closed enough windows to know you can never look back If you're lost and alone, or you're sinkin' like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground Carry on Carry on, carry on So I met up with some friends at the edge of the night At a bar off 75 And we talked and talked about how our parents will die All our neighbors and wives But I'd like to think I can cheat it all To make up for the times I've been cheated on And it's nice to know when I was left for dead I was found and now I don't roam these streets I am not the ghost you are to me If you're lost and alone or you're sinkin' like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground, and Carry on Whoa, my head is on fire, but my legs are fine After all, they are mine Lay your clothes down on the floor Close the door, hold the phones, show me how No one's ever gonna stop us now 'Cause we are, we are shining stars We are invincible, we are who we are On our darkest day when we're miles away So we'll come, we will find our way home If you're lost and alone or you're sinkin' like a stone Carry on May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground, and Carry on Oh-oh-whoa, oh-oh-oh-whoa Oh, oh, oh-whoa-oh, oh-whoa-oh Oh-whoa, oh-oh-oh-whoa Oh, oh, oh-whoa-oh, oh-whoa-oh No one's ever gonna stop us now No one's ever, no one's ever gonna stop No one's ever gonna stop us now No one's ever, ever, no one's ever gonna stop No one's ever gonna stop, no one's ever gonna stop us now
Writer(s): Jeff Bhasker, Jack Antonoff, Andrew Dost, Nate Ruess Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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