Muziekvideo
Aankomende concerten voor Brown Horse
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brown Horse
Performer
Emma Tovell
Bass Guitar
Ben Auld
Background Vocals
Nyle Holihan
Background Vocals
Patrick Turner
Lead Vocals
Phoebe Troup
Background Vocals
Rowan Braham
Piano
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Emma Tovell
Lyrics
Ben Auld
Songwriter
Nyle Holihan
Songwriter
Patrick Turner
Songwriter
Phoebe Troup
Songwriter
Rowan Braham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Owen Turner
Producer
Songteksten
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
Call it distraction, call it despair
No matter what you call it you can feel it when it's there
Drifted on the low tide, now it's hell bent for to stay
Lay my head down, quit this, set my rest to lay
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
As the setting sun fades the birds make their escape
I hold shallow breaths in this slow beating chest
It's not like I expected, where on earth is all the rest?
Shark teeth that speak to me waiting in the depths
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
Standing alone out on a sand spit
Cut off by the sea
I didn't really mean to commit to this
Still the water moves closer to me
Once dried you can never try and hide a bloodstain
I swore it would never be the same again
You said it doesn't look all that different to me
Feet wet in the mudflats looking out past the estuary
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