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David Gray
David Gray
Вокал
Мариус Де Фриз
Синтезатор
Iestyn Polson
Iestyn Polson
Программирование
Craig McClune
Craig McClune
Барабаны
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
David Gray
David Gray
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
David Gray
David Gray
Продюсер
Мариус Де Фриз
Продюсер
Iestyn Polson
Iestyn Polson
Продюсер
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Мастеринг-инженер
Craig McClune
Craig McClune
Продюсер
Andy Bradfield
Andy Bradfield
Миксинг-инженер

Слова

Come the weekend And we'll long gone baby Just like the old days Letting the world flow through me Just a parasite in a line I'm smoking, killing the time How long's a piece of twine What use is sympathy From here you can almost see the sea If you would hold still Could make a clean incision Then we could sit back And watch the demolition Little puppy dog in a box Somebody's picking the locks Must want the darn from the socks Here comes the cavalry From here you can almost see the sea Just another fool in the line I dream of high clouds Flushed with the light of daybreak I'm gonna dive in To water so cold it makes your bones ache Fingers, knees and knuckles scraped All of the rubbish heaped A piece of cardboard taped Up where the bedroom window pane used to be From here you can almost From here you can almost see the sea Just another fool in the line Just another fool in the line I saw a film once Where all the airholes froze up A killer whale swam Under the blue ice Until her heart stopped
Writer(s): David Gray Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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