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Echo Park
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Singer/Songwriter
Echo Parkは、アルバム『{albumName}』の一部として2022年10月21日にEnd Times MusicによりリリースされましたThe Festival
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アルバムThe Festival
リリース日2022年10月21日
レーベルEnd Times Music
言語English
メロディック度
アコースティック度
ヴァランス
ダンサビリティ
エネルギー
BPM103

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tim Baker
Tim Baker
Lead Vocals, Drums, Piano, Acoustic Guitar, Synthesizer
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Bass Guitar
Liam O'Neill
Liam O'Neill
Drums
Peter Lannon
Peter Lannon
Electric Guitar
Nico Paulo
Nico Paulo
Background Vocals
Joshua Van Tassel
Joshua Van Tassel
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tim Baker
Tim Baker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tim Baker
Tim Baker
Co-Producer
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Co-Producer
Daniel Goodwin
Daniel Goodwin
Mastering Engineer, Mixing Engineer
Jonathan Kaspy
Jonathan Kaspy
Additional Engineer
Mark Feener
Mark Feener
Additional Engineer

歌詞

[Verse 1]
At last, I lay down my bags, half-dead in the Pacific sand
I'd been chasing something west, but it stayed just ahead
And today, today is the same as it was then in 2008
In the stillness of central LA, nothing ever blows my way
[Verse 2]
It's the same blank sky and the sun so much I don't even look up
No clouds to dream against, is Heaven so far from us?
No wind waving the trees
It's as if God's hands are hid in his sleeves
Like he's packed up and gone to the coast
And left us alone in the street, hands going slowly east
Left us alone in the street, hands going slowly east
[Verse 3]
Oh, hands hold in the prayer, pull the dream from the Pacific air
All day you say your namaste, looking for light in the blinding day
You pose and you patiently wait, your arms held out like a sail
So close, you just need the wind, to come blow you up the hill
[Verse 4]
Those hills, that's what you need
That cool breeze washing you clean
And you fly high like a kite
Onto the other side of the hard Angelino night
[Verse 5]
Give us the wind like a smack in the face
The kind that I miss from my easterly days
And when the palm fronds all fall in the street
And aren't they like hands reaching out, hands reaching out to me?
Aren't they like hands reaching out, hands reaching out to me?
Aren't they like hands to me?
Written by: Tim Baker
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