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Harbinger
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Prog-Rock/Art Rock
Трек «Harbinger» вышел в 11 июля 2024 г. г. на альбоме «{albumName}» (лейбл «Folklore Productions Ltd»)Pilgrims - EP
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АльбомPilgrims - EP
Дата релиза11 июля 2024 г.
ЛейблFolklore Productions Ltd
ЯзыкEnglish
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM86

Видео

Видео

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Mock Deer
Mock Deer
Исполнитель
Mat Martin
Mat Martin
Электрогитара
Aaron Carpenter
Aaron Carpenter
Барабаны
Jaydon Pegler
Jaydon Pegler
Бас-гитара
Will Inscoe
Will Inscoe
Родес-пиано
Matthew Herd
Matthew Herd
Саксофон
Lola Hepper
Lola Hepper
Бэк-вокал
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Richard Marcus Damiani
Richard Marcus Damiani
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Scott Fitzgerald
Scott Fitzgerald
Продюсер
Cameron Niven
Cameron Niven
Инженер звукозаписи
John Nicholls
John Nicholls
Мастеринг-инженер
Nick Edward Harris
Nick Edward Harris
Ассистент инженера

Слова

And let us not forget
The line is close, lets not regret
The things we chose, we are here
And life is rich
Although morose
And how it trickles on
Another day another moon another sun
Another week is done
It will all be over soon
But whats to do?
What do I have, I have you, I have love
I have so much I'm greatful of that little knot
It feels so raw, can it be cured
The natural urge for it to go away
Something that doesnt cease
Perhaps I have to make my peace with it
Some days I'll feel like shit
But there'll be more
Full of joy and open doors
And we can be simple still
Just be children if we choose
A bit part perhaps, but made
Real enough to lose
And now I recognise
The veiled sorrow in the eyes
Of the women and the men
That I looked to as a child
Lets be still, take in the view
And just appreciate the breath
Each one anew, giving life
Whilst slowly leading us to
Our death
But whats to do?
What do I have, I have you, I have love
I have so much I'm greatful of that little knot
It feels so raw, can it be cured
The natural urge for it to go away
Something that doesnt cease
Perhaps I have to make my peace with it
Some days I'll feel like shit
But there'll be more
Full of joy and open doors
And we can be simple still
Just be children if we choose
A bit part perhaps, but made
Real enough to lose
And now I recognise
The veiled sorrow in the eyes
Of the women and the men
That I looked to as a child
Lets be still, take in the view
Written by: Richard Marcus Damiani
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