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Bees
16.616
Singer/Songwriter
Bees è stato pubblicato il 21 luglio 2017 da Nettwerk Music Group come parte dell'album Deadeye
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AlbumDeadeye
Data di uscita21 luglio 2017
EtichettaNettwerk Music Group
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Ballroom Thieves
The Ballroom Thieves
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Martin Earley
Martin Earley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ariel Bernstein
Ariel Bernstein
Engineer
Dan Cardinal
Dan Cardinal
Producer
Jeff Lipton
Jeff Lipton
Engineer
Maria Rice
Maria Rice
Engineer

Testi

[Verse 1]
There's a voice that pulls me stumblin' through a symphony
And the less of it I need, the more I get
Till I'm swept up by the shape of all the centuries
Like an echo in the chambers of my chest
[Verse 2]
I think she fears I'll be a servant to my history
Or worse, a slave to someone else's misplaced doubts
So I try too hard to kill what's out to kill me
Till I'm blind and hidin' in the lion's mouth
[Verse 3]
And the words she aches to hear pour through my canyon
And they're singin' in the caverns of my limbs
Though I do my best to try to understand them
They only follow me like vultures in the end
[Verse 4]
I one read that I should write somethin' worth readin'
Or I should do somethin' worth writin' about
And as my ears, they buzz like bees upon the ceilin'
I start to pour a little more than I'm allowed
[Verse 5]
I said our hearts know deeper seasons than our memories
She said this harvest might sustain us for a year
And of all the thousand ways the world could tempt me
I've never met a better fighter than her fear
[Verse 6]
So as I try to breathe the air that she is breathin'
And we dance a lightless dance upon my floor
I am burnin' to tell her she's all I'm needin'
But I'm drowned out by all the noise outside the door
[Verse 7]
Carried by the current of the mornin'
Miles below the surface of the dawn
This is not the place that I was born in
But that doesn't mean it's not the place where I belong
Written by: Martin Earley
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