Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Bright Eyes
Исполнитель
Conor Oberst
Вокал
Nathaniel Walcott
Фортепиано
MiWi La Lupa
Вокал
Mike Mogis
Ударные инструменты
Flea
Бас
Jon Theodore
Ударные инструменты
Suzie Katayama
Дирижер
Jessica Guideri
Скрипка
Tammy Hatwab
Скрипка
Jackie Brand
Скрипка
Roberto Cani
Скрипка
Paul Cartwright
Скрипка
Nina Evtuhov
Скрипка
Gerry Hilera
Скрипка
Ana Landauer
Скрипка
Michelle Richards
Скрипка
Natalie Leggett
Скрипка
Jenny Takamatsu
Скрипка
John Wittenberg
Скрипка
Rob Brophy
Альт
Tom Lea
Альт
Luke Maurer
Альт
Rodney Wirtz
Альт
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Виолончель
Erika Duke
Виолончель
Dane Little
Виолончель
Charlie Tyler
Виолончель
Jon Lewis
Труба
Dan Rosenboom
Труба
Alex Iles
Тромбон
Steve Holtman
Тромбон
John Mitchell
Баритон-саксофон
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Conor Oberst
Композитор
Nathaniel Walcott
Аранжировщик
MiWi La Lupa
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Bright Eyes
Продюсер
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Steve Churchyard
Инженер
Слова
I was dreaming of you
You were in my dreams
My old pal looks shaky with a cigarette in his hand
Salt and pepper sprinkled on his face and on his head
Looks like he might start crying, is it just something that I said?
Let's take a walk around the block
This fleeting feeling is infinite
Around here we've been wondering what tomorrow's gonna sing
On the final field recording from the loud Anthropocene
I've seen the sparkle of the diamonds on the watch of the emcee
It's not keeping time, just shining
It's not the first time you said, one and done
And oh my god, and oh my god
Stood in your prom dress all covered in blood
What you sacrificed will never be enough
This whole town looks empty but we knew it wouldn't last
Behind bulletproof windows they're still wiring the cash
Whatever they could scrape up, whatever that they had
There's a lot of mouths to feed through this famine
This room seems even smaller now than I remember it
Hung mirrors on the walls and the ceiling
There's no disguising it
There's no denying it
This little box fits everything there is
It's not the first dance you said, one and done
And oh my god, baby oh my god
Came to the wedding you were looking rough
Watch the masochists all celebrating love
Writer(s): Conor Oberst, Nathaniel Walcott, Michael Williams
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