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Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Willows
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benjamin Savage
Composer
Jade Ward
Composer
Cliff Ward
Composer
Evan Carson
Composer
Katriona Gilmore
Composer
Letra
Like a ghost they came round, like the ones before
Where all good men might be found
And the further they swam forcing out a hand
But now they're rotten to the core
While in the fields there is silence, where banished souls belong
Out of these hills we will run for our lives
For these giants they are strong, old angry and wise
Great cities will fall for the guards they have gone
To watch over these lowlands we call home
In my palm lays a branch that tells a sorrowful tale
From the depths of the loneliest fool
But he said if man were a god he'd take out our hearts
So we don't feel and suffer like you do
Now in the fields there is silence, where banished souls belong
Out of these hills we will run for our lives
For these giants they are strong, old angry and wise
Great cities will fall for the guards they have gone
To watch over these lowlands we call home
These boats came around like a moth to a flame
These mountains were lost for no mans gain
In the woods they fought till one giant remained
Now Gog sits still and cries out her name
These boats came around like a moth to a flame
These mountains were lost for no mans gain
For in the water they'll drown
Now Gog sits still and cries out her name
These boats came around like a moth to a flame
These mountains were lost for no mans gain
For in the water they'll drown
Now Gog sits still and cries out her name
These boats came around like a moth to a flame
These mountains were lost for no mans gain
For in the water they'll drown my love
For in the water they'll drown my love
My love
Written by: Benjamin Savage, Cliff Ward, Evan Carson, Jade Ward, Katriona Gilmore


