Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Angela Parrish
Angela Parrish
Vocais
Briana Lee
Briana Lee
Vocais
Marius De Vries
Marius De Vries
Vocais
Nicholai Baxter
Nicholai Baxter
Vocais
Sam Stone
Sam Stone
Vocais
Tim Davies
Tim Davies
Regência
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Justin Hurwitz
Justin Hurwitz
Composição
Benj Pasek
Benj Pasek
Letra
Justin Noble Paul
Justin Noble Paul
Letra
Mark Graham
Mark Graham
Preparação de partituras
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Marius De Vries
Marius De Vries
Produção
Justin Hurwitz
Justin Hurwitz
Produção
Eldad Guetta
Eldad Guetta
Produção (adicional)
Eric Boulangerie
Eric Boulangerie
Engenharia (masterização)
Jason Ruder
Jason Ruder
Engenharia (edição)
Jay Markovitz
Jay Markovitz
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Justin Moshkevich
Justin Moshkevich
Engenharia (gravação)
Matt Robertson
Matt Robertson
Produção (adicional)
Nicholai Baxter
Nicholai Baxter
Engenharia (mixagem)
Steven Gizicki
Steven Gizicki
Produção (trilha sonora)

Letra

I think about that day
I left him at a Greyhound station
West of Santa Fé
We were seventeen
But he was sweet and it was true
Still I did what I had to do
'Cause I just knew
Summer, Sunday nights
We'd sink into our seats
Right as they dimmed out all the lights
A Technicolor world made out of music and machine
It called me to be on that screen
And live inside each scene
Without a nickel to my name
Hopped a bus, here I came
It could be brave or just insane
We'll have to see
'Cause maybe in that sleepy town
He'll sit one day, the lights are down
He'll see my face and think of how he used to know me
Climb these hills
I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine
And when they let you down
You'll get up off the ground
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
I hear 'em every day
The rhythms in the canyons
That'll never fade away
The ballads in the barrooms
Left by those who came before
They say, "You gotta want it more"
So I bang on every door
And even when the answer's, "No"
Or when my money's running low
The dusty mic and neon glow
Are all I need
And someday as I sing this song
A small town kid'll come along
That'll be the thing to push him on and go, go
Climb these hills
I'm reaching for the heights
And chasing all the lights that shine
And when they let you down
You'll get up off the ground
'Cause morning rolls around
And it's another day of sun
And when they let you down
The morning rolls around
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
Just another day of sun
It's another day of sun
Another day has just begun
It's another day of sun
It's another day of sun
Written by: Benj Pasek, Justin Hurwitz, Justin Noble Paul
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