Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
HARDY
HARDY
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jessie Jo Dillon
Jessie Jo Dillon
Songwriter
Matt Dragstrem
Matt Dragstrem
Songwriter
Hunter Phelps
Hunter Phelps
Songwriter
Michael Hardy
Michael Hardy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HARDY
HARDY
Producer
Joey Moi
Joey Moi
Producer
Derek Wells
Derek Wells
Producer

Testi

Someone somewhere bought a brand new rifle
Pointed at a man holding a Bible
So sad you won’t believe it
But I swear to God I’ve seen it
Right there on a TV screen
Shooting stars, all burning up the night sky
Something someone sees once in a lifetime
You gotta look on up 'fore it’s gone
But damn if we ain’t fixed on
A good-for-nothing cellphone screen
See the world, take it in, catch a sunrise
With your own eyes
I wanna drive, wanna run till the wires run out
I need to heal, need to feel like I’m alive right now
Pull the plug, just shatter the glass
Make it stop, these days under a rock doesn’t sound half bad
Put me alone, singing ‘long to a Red Bird song
I wanna live like they did in the great unknown
Yeah, if you need me I’ll be watching the storm
Somewhere from a chair, just staring through a back porch
Screen
A baseball getting dusty at a Walmart
Could send a kid all the way to Wrigley ballpark
Might be a hall-of-fame one
The whole-world-knows-his-name one
But he’d rather hit a homerun on a screen
I wanna drive, wanna run till the wires run out
I need to heal, need to feel like I’m alive right now
Pull the plug, just shatter the glass
Make it stop, these days under a rock doesn’t sound half bad
Put me alone, singing ‘long to a Red Bird song
I wanna live like they did in the great unknown
Yeah, if you need me, I’ll be watching the storm
Somewhere from a chair, just staring through a back porch screen
Take a good look out the window
Keep it in your pocket at the rock show
Just give it a try
Every battery does but your memory will never die
I wanna drive, wanna run till the wires run out
I need to heal, need to feel like I’m alive right now
Pull the plug, just shatter the glass
Make it stop, these days under a rock doesn’t sound half bad
Put me alone, singing ‘long to a Red Bird song
I wanna live like they did in the great unknown
Yeah, if you need me I’ll be watching the storm
Somewhere from a chair, just staring through a back porch
Screen
Yeah, through a back porch screen
See the world, take it in, catch a sunrise
With your own eyes
Written by: Hunter Phelps, Jessie Jo Dillon, Matt Dragstrem, Michael Hardy
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