Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Manic Street Preachers
Interprète
James Dean Bradfield
Chant
Loz Williams
Claviers
Sean Moore
Batterie
Nicky Wire
Basse
Sean Read
Cor
Gavin Fitzjohn
Trompette
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
James Dean Bradfield
Composition
Nicholas Jones
Composition
Sean Moore
Composition
Sean Read
Arrangement
Gavin Fitzjohn
Arrangement
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Manic Street Preachers
Production
Loz Williams
Production
Tim Young
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Guy Massey
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
It's a cold and lonely message
At the end of a song
It invaded hearts and minds
But they couldn't get along
It can ask you to remember
It can ask you for a dance
So it seems that every song
Now is just one last chance
Take this, it's yours
An anthem for a lost cause
Now ashes, bone and splinter
What once was a glittering prize
The composition rites
Oh redemption, love and departure
I think your work is done
Paris, St. Petersburg don't need a tower of song
Escape's not worth the capture
So walk that lonesome road
No joy or earthly rapture
Nothing to take the load
Take this, it's yours
An anthem for a lost cause
Now ashes, bone and splinter
What once was a glittering prize
The composition rites
Take this, it's yours
An anthem for a lost cause
Now ashes, bone and splinter
What once was a glittering prize
The composition rites
Yours...
Cause...
Take this, it's yours
An anthem for a lost cause
Now ashes, bone and splinter
What once was a glittering prize
The composition rites
Writer(s): Nicholas Allen Jones, Sean Anthony Moore, James Dean Bradfield
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