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Ghost
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Ghost foi lançado em 1 de janeiro de 2014 por Glassnote - VMG como parte do álbum Heart Murmurs
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Data de lançamento1 de janeiro de 2014
SeloGlassnote - VMG
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acusticidade
Valence
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM111

Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO
Jeremy Messersmith
Jeremy Messersmith
Interpretação
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Jeremy Messersmith
Jeremy Messersmith
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Andy Thompson and Ben Allen
Andy Thompson and Ben Allen
Produção
Ben H. Allen III
Ben H. Allen III
Produção, Engenharia (mixagem)
Bill Zimmerman
Bill Zimmerman
Engenharia (assistente)
Ian Vinson
Ian Vinson
Engenharia (assistente)
Sumner Jones
Sumner Jones
Engenharia de mixagem (assistente)
Zach Pyles
Zach Pyles
Engenharia (assistente)

Letra

One more night in Omaha
Bus stop just before the dawn
Cold wind followed me somehow
Through parking lots and shopping malls
Rinse my thoughts in alcohol
Black clouds rolling over me
If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view
You broke my heart with sticks and stones
Swore I'm never coming home
Last words never written down
If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view
Been so long since I've been gone
Doubt if you'll know me at all
Downpour, did I make you proud?
If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view
Day is short, my shadows' long
One more hour till Wichita
Sunlight never felt so kind
If there is a line I'll cross it, no lesson will I learn
Even if I'm standing on it, no bridge that I won't burn
Coming back to where we started, I'm only passing through
I've become a ghost in your garden, fading into view
Written by: Jeremy Messersmith
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