म्यूज़िक वीडियो

म्यूज़िक वीडियो

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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Matt Friedman
Matt Friedman
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matt Friedman
Matt Friedman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Max Levy
Max Levy
Co-Producer
Swete
Swete
Producer

गाने

August slips away
Into a calendar that fades
Beach side towns
And one way lanes
Where we run
That old ice cream place
Where I swore we’d get engaged
Ticks the time and marks my age
In the sun
Summer love is the nastiest bug of all
Gets you high, leaves you dry to fall
Into the town
That we call home
But we have fallen out of touch
Friendships fade
Memories age
Lost you from loving too much
Into the slipstream
Where memories become dreams
Of broken hearts
At the seams
Frozen times and movie scenes
Oh the slipstream
Drive-in movie dates
Of epic loves we can’t create
Cause school is back
And life is great
I guess for you
Beach walks turn to be
Just quicksand around my feet
Wash away all my worries
I’m lost at sea
Rolling tides tend to just roll through my life
I guess I pictured something different for you and I
Into the town
That we call home
But we have fallen out of touch
Friendships fade
Memories age
Lost you from loving too much
Into the slipstream
Where memories become dreams
Of broken hearts
At the seams
Frozen times and movie scenes
Oh the slipstream
All the shops
They are closing
For the winter and they won’t be open
All our luck
Seems to be changing
As seasons are rearranging
I ain’t forgot
Our paths are the ones we’ve chosen
The future is still unopened
So don’t be scared
When summer comes again next year
We both will find our way here
Into the town
That we call home
But we have fallen out of touch
Friendships fade
Memories age
Lost you from loving too much
Into the slipstream
Where memories become dreams
Of broken hearts
At the seams
Frozen times and movie scenes
Oh the slipstream
Written by: Matt Friedman
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