Teledysk

1000 Mile Journey
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chad Gray
Chad Gray
Lead Vocals
Greg Tribbett
Greg Tribbett
Background Vocals
Matt McDonough
Matt McDonough
Drums
Ryan Martinie
Ryan Martinie
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chad Gray
Chad Gray
Songwriter
Greg Tribbett
Greg Tribbett
Songwriter
Matt McDonough
Matt McDonough
Songwriter
Ryan Martinie
Ryan Martinie
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mudvayne
Mudvayne
Producer
Jeremy Parker
Jeremy Parker
Producer
Dave Fortman
Dave Fortman
Producer
Asim Ali
Asim Ali
Recording Engineer
Drew Vonderhaar
Drew Vonderhaar
Assistant Engineer
Charles Godfrey
Charles Godfrey
Assistant Engineer
Mjdawn
Mjdawn
Recording Engineer

Tekst Utworu

Long's the life Steep's the climb I took the match and I lit the fire, fire Pain for the pain My guts ache Built by the sin that was taught by the father, the father Now come and walk with me A journey of a thousand miles, it starts with one step Plowing out the rows, the bleeding of the rose A butterfly's wings can start tornados, don't you know? Harvesting the souls, burying the bones Deep is the hole Shovel's always full I bit the dog and I beat the master, master Eye for an eye, tooth's been pulled Lost all control that was taught by the mother, the mother Now come and walk with me A journey of a thousand miles, it starts with one step Plowing out the rows, the bleeding of the rose A butterfly's wings can start tornados, don't you know? Harvesting the souls, burying the bones, oh-oh-oh Another feeble man Arms outstretched in a distant land Wonders where it all went wrong He's followed us too long Another fallen man That failed to make a stand What have I done wrong? Left here all alone The voice inside my head Is it me or an alien? Throw me down the stairs Since I just don't care anymore I can't take the wind, I can't fight the storm anymore I don't have the will, I can't be the storm anymore Anymore, anymore A journey of a thousand miles, it starts with one step Plowing out the rows, the bleeding of the rose A butterfly's wings can start tornados, don't ya know? Harvesting the souls, burying the bones (the souls, the bones) The hurricane's eye is like the calm before the storm (the storm) Darkening the shore, settling the score (the shore, the score) A butterfly's wings can start tornados, don't you know? Harvesting the souls, burying the bones of old (the souls, the bones)
Writer(s): Greg Tribbett, Chad L. Gray, Matthew James Mcdonough, Ryan Daniel Martinie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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