ミュージックビデオ

ミュージックビデオ

クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ron Pope
Ron Pope
Performer
Elizabeth Dewey
Elizabeth Dewey
Background Vocals
Shaun Robertson
Shaun Robertson
Acoustic Guitar
Jeff Malinowski
Jeff Malinowski
Electric Guitar
Steve Bowman
Steve Bowman
Percussion
Seth Taylor
Seth Taylor
Guitar
Billy Contreras
Billy Contreras
Fiddle
Kaitlyn Raitz
Kaitlyn Raitz
Cello
Kevin Black
Kevin Black
Bass Guitar
Robbie Crowell
Robbie Crowell
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ron Pope
Ron Pope
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ron Pope
Ron Pope
Producer
Pete Lyman
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
Owen Philips
Owen Philips
Assistant Recording Engineer
Zach Berkman
Zach Berkman
Recording Engineer

歌詞

Your breath in the stillness arrests me
And I’m blessing the comedy
Loving a prophecy
Waiting but nothing is stopping me
Tracing the yellows and greens and the crimson
Your heart is a prison
And I am convicted
Convinced in some other life
There on some other night
I would’ve found you
Undressed in the moonlight
As God as my witness
In the inky black madness
The nights were much longer
And the mornings just passed
Without our interference
Never made an appearance
And my heart slowed and sped
As you floated and swayed
Leather and traces of places I doubt I’ll forget
Right beside my left lung
Where you’re kept
Porcelain and original sin
sacrosanct, so divine
When we run out of time, tell me
Where’s a soul go, there’s so much I don’t know
We slow dance in a room that is burning
Needing and hurting, blessing and cursing
As God as my witness
In the inky black madness
The nights were much longer
And the mornings just passed
Without our interference
Never made an appearance
And my heart slowed and sped
As you floated and swayed
Leather and traces of places I doubt I’ll forget
Right beside my left lung
Where you’re kept
It is easy to feel like nothing is real
And the aches of decisions are not really worth
The price of admission
As God as my witness
In the inky black madness
The nights were much longer
And the mornings just passed
Without our interference
Never made an appearance
And my heart slowed and sped
As you floated and swayed
Leather and traces of places I doubt I’ll forget
Right beside my left lung
Where you’re kept
Written by: Ron Pope
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