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Time
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Time foi lançado em 16 de junho de 1998 por Island Records como parte do álbum Beautiful Maladies: The Island Years
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INTERPRETAÇÃO
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Vocais, Violão
Larry Taylor
Larry Taylor
Contrabaixo
William Shimmel
William Shimmel
Acordeão
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Composição, Arranjos
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Tom Waits
Tom Waits
Produção
Robert Musso
Robert Musso
Engenharia, Engenharia (mixagem)
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
Engenharia (masterização)
Dennis Ferrante
Dennis Ferrante
Engenharia (assistente)
Jeff Lippay
Jeff Lippay
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Tony Gonzales
Tony Gonzales
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Letra

[Verse 1]
Well the smart money's on Harlow and the moon is in the street
And the shadow boys are breaking all the laws
And you're East of East Saint Louis and the wind is making speeches
And the rain sounds like a round of applause
[Verse 2]
And Napoleon is weeping in a carnival saloon
His invisible fiancee's in the mirror
And the band is going home, it's raining hammers, it's raining nails
And it's true there's nothing left for him down here
[Verse 3]
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 4]
And they all pretend they're orphans and their memory's like a train
You can see it getting smaller as it pulls away
And the things you can't remember tell the things you can't forget
That history puts a saint in every dream
[Verse 5]
Well, she said she'd stick around until the bandages came off
But these mama's boys just don't know when to quit
And Mathilda asks the sailors, are those dreams or are those prayers?
So close your eyes, son, and this won't hurt a bit
[Verse 6]
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 7]
Well things are pretty lousy for a calendar girl
The boys just dive right off the cars and splash into the street
And when they're on a roll, she pulls a razor from her boot
And a thousand pigeons fall around her feet
[Verse 8]
So put a candle in the window and kiss upon his lips
As the dish outside the window fills with rain
Just like a stranger with the weeds in your heart
And pay the fiddler off till I come back again
[Verse 9]
Oh, it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
[Verse 10]
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time
And it's time, time, time that you love
And it's time, time, time
Written by: Thomas Alan Waits
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