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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Peter Ferrari
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Garrett Troy
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Michael Susa
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Pierre Ratzki
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David Jacobson
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Colin Mohnacs
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At the start
It was hard
To hold on
But now at the end, it's hard to let go
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I'm planting seeds but I know that they'll never take root
You're the ace of spades, I'm your ten of swords
You are the letters that I can't seem to form into words
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I was an archer but I've run out of arrows to shoot
So I remain a wintermute
When I climb
To the top of the mount
All I think about
Is that I don't wanna go back down
I don't wanna go back down
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I'm planting seeds but I know that they'll never take root
You're the ace of spades, I'm your ten of swords
You are the letters that I can't seem to form into words
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I was an archer but I've run out of arrows to shoot
So I remain a wintermute
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I'm planting seeds but I know that they'll never take root
You're the ace of spades, I'm your ten of swords
You are the letters that I can't seem to put into words
You're a summer song, I'm a wintermute
I was an archer but I've run out of arrows to shoot
So I remain a wintermute
So I remain a wintermute
Written by: David Jacobson, Garrett Troy, Michael Susa, Peter Ferrari, Pierre Ratzki

