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INTERPRÉTATION
Phosphorescent
Interprète
Matthew Houck
Chant
Bobby Hawk
Violon folklorique
Christopher Marine
Batterie
Jeffrey Bailey
Basse
Ricky Ray Jackson
Pedal steel guitar
Scott Stapleton
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Matthew Houck
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Matthew Houck
Ingénierie de mixage
John Agnello
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Paroles
Some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream
See, honey, I saw love. You see, it came to me
It put its face up to my face so I could see
Yeah then I saw love disfigure me
Into something I am not recognizing
See, the cage, it called. I said, "Come on in"
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledge by some touch from his gnarled hands
You see, the cage, it called. I said, "Come on in"
I will not open myself up this way again
You see, the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold, clean light
My feet are gold. My heart is white
And we race out on the desert plains all night
See, honey, I am not some broken thing
I do not lay here in the dark waiting for thee
No my heart is gold. My feet are light
And I am racing out on the desert plains all night
So some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
O and all you folks, you come to see
You just stand there in the glass looking at me
But my heart is wild. And my bones are steam
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free
Writer(s): Matthew Houck
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