유사한 곡
크레딧
실연 아티스트
Elbow
실연자
Craig Potter
건반
Guy Garvey
보컬
Mark Potter
기타
Pete Turner
베이스 기타
Alan Sykes
백그라운드 보컬
Angela Cotton
백그라운드 보컬
Catherine Kay
백그라운드 보컬
Charles McDermott
백그라운드 보컬
Christine Jeynes
백그라운드 보컬
David Weatherall
백그라운드 보컬
Deborah Foulkes
백그라운드 보컬
Edgar Reyes
백그라운드 보컬
Gail Meacham
백그라운드 보컬
Gerald Cotterill
백그라운드 보컬
Gwen Pugh
백그라운드 보컬
Jack Haves
백그라운드 보컬
Jennifer O'Neill
백그라운드 보컬
Jim Battle
백그라운드 보컬
Joanne Holt
백그라운드 보컬
Joanne Zellweger
백그라운드 보컬
Josephine Smith
백그라운드 보컬
Judy Sykes
백그라운드 보컬
Laura Roberts
백그라운드 보컬
Linda Heslop
백그라운드 보컬
Lindsay Hunter
백그라운드 보컬
Lise Henderson
백그라운드 보컬
Louise Hamilton
백그라운드 보컬
Matthew Roughley
백그라운드 보컬
Michelle McCumesky
백그라운드 보컬
Patrick Carroll-Fogg
백그라운드 보컬
Rebecca Horn
백그라운드 보컬
Sam Rosen
백그라운드 보컬
Stephanie Burke
백그라운드 보컬
Sue Dunn
백그라운드 보컬
Valerie Bell
백그라운드 보컬
William Watremez
백그라운드 보컬
Stuart Overington
실연자
작곡 및 작사
Craig Potter
작곡가
Guy Garvey
작곡가
Mark Potter
작곡가
Pete Turner
작곡가
Stuart Overington
보컬 편곡가
프로덕션 및 엔지니어링
Craig Potter
믹싱 엔지니어
Danny Evans
엔지니어
Tim Young
마스터링 엔지니어
가사
I'm imagining rippling fingers on keys
Miming it wild on a cold stone table
Picturing and wishing for home and jiggling my knees
Send an urgent cable
Dickhead's done a runner and he's wondering
If anyone cares
Is the landing light on
Back to the pebbles that mum's eggs hatched in
Give me her perfume
Give me her prayers and advice
Hands up if you've never seen the sea
I'm from a land with an island status
Makes us think that everyone hates us
Maybe darling they do
But they haven't met you
They only know the villains at the tiller
And they gambled the farm on a headline
Jesus, getting harder to see what they're doing 'til it's done
And they're never gonna make an arrest on Fleet Street
Yes and I'm given to believing in love
I've written the word in my blood
And I perch on a shelf of the K2
Made of the believers that
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
To slip into the hand
I've been asleep in the woods with a mother to be
Planning on a static caravan in the Andes
Making a break with the steel magpie on the rise
Defeat in our time or do we
Meet on the street again due to the few?
Batter it out and refresh vendetta
Better surely to pause
Consider the path
It's full of blood, snot and teeth and the glory of no one
Hands up if you've never seen the sea
We're from a place with an island status
Queuing round the corner for a pencil and paper
Again
Come the virus of virii
God send us to a digital end
With following strangers and swiping at friends
I'll send you a postcard
See you in Hull
In a sweater made of Atacama llama wool
Yes and I'm given to believing in love
I've written the word in my blood
I've seen it make a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living room
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
To slip into the hand
Yes and I'm given to believing in love
I've written the word in my blood
I've seen it make a heaven of
Backstreet, bedsit and bomb site living room
Love, opens the fist just enough for a hand
To slip into the hand, to slip into the hand
Writer(s): Guy Edward John Garvey, Craig Lee Potter, Mark Potter, Peter James Turner
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