Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Вокал
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Акустическая гитара
Andrew Cox
Andrew Cox
Виолончель
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Ударные инструменты
David Arenz
David Arenz
Скрипка
David Braitberg
David Braitberg
Скрипка
David Kempers
David Kempers
Скрипка
Elizabeth Murphy
Elizabeth Murphy
Виолончель
Ellie Arenz
Ellie Arenz
Скрипка
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Бэк-вокал
Paul Murphy
Paul Murphy
Главный исполнитель
Reid Harris
Reid Harris
Альт
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mike Mills
Mike Mills
Автор песен
Michael Stipe
Michael Stipe
Автор песен
Peter Buck
Peter Buck
Автор песен
Bill Berry
Bill Berry
Автор песен
Mark Bingham
Mark Bingham
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
R.E.M.
R.E.M.
Продюсер
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Продюсер
Dave Friedlander
Dave Friedlander
Ассистент миксинг-инженера
John Keane
John Keane
Овердаббинг-инженер
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Мастеринг-инженер
Ted Malia
Ted Malia
Ассистент инженера струнных инструментов
Tom Garneau
Tom Garneau
Ассистент миксинг-инженера

Слова

[Verse 1]
This could be the saddest dusk I've ever seen
Turn to the miracle, high alive
My mind is racing, as it always will
My hands tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away here, and I had sworn
[Verse 2]
To go it alone, and hold it along
Haul it along, and hold it
Go it alone, hold it along
And hold
[Verse 3]
Oh, lonely deeps and hollows
Are half a world, half a world away
My shoes are gone, my life spent
I had too much to drink
I didn't think, I didn't think of you
I guess that's all I needed
[Verse 4]
To go it alone, and hold it along
Haul it along, and hold it
Blackbirds, backwards, forwards, and fall
And hold
[Verse 5]
Oh, this lonely world is wasted
Pathetic eyes, high alive
The blinded eye that's turned to see
This storm, it came up strong
It shook the trees, and blew away our fear
I couldn't even hear
[Verse 6]
To go it alone, and hold it along
Haul it along, and hold it
Go it alone, and hold it along
And hold
[Verse 7]
Go it alone, and hold it along
Haul it along, and hold it
Blackbirds, backwards, forwards, and fall
And hold
[Verse 8]
Oh, this could be the saddest dusk I've ever seen
And turn to a miracle, high alive
My mind is racing, as it always will
My hands tired, my heart aches
I'm half a world away to go
Written by: Michael Mills, Michael Stipe, Peter Buck, William Berry
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