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Lonely
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Трек «Lonely» вышел в 17 января 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «Fat Possum»)Humanhood
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АльбомHumanhood
Дата релиза17 января 2025 г.
ЛейблFat Possum
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM100

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
The Weather Station
The Weather Station
Исполнитель
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Ведущий вокал
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Барабаны
Kieran Adams
Kieran Adams
Барабаны
Ben Boye
Ben Boye
Фортепиано
Philippe Melanson
Philippe Melanson
Барабаны
Karen Ng
Karen Ng
Саксофон
Ben Whitely
Ben Whitely
Бас-гитара
Christine Bougie
Christine Bougie
Гитара
Nik Tjelios
Nik Tjelios
Саксофон
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Сопродюсер
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Сопродюсер
Joseph Lorge
Joseph Lorge
Миксинг-инженер
João Carvalho
João Carvalho
Мастеринг-инженер
Julian Decorte
Julian Decorte
Инженер звукозаписи
Nik Tjelios
Nik Tjelios
Дополнительный инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Could it be that all these
Strange feelings
All this physical pain
This wincing at your name was only
A sign of being lonely?
Could it be that it was so hard?
In a city filled with people
Passing through the eye of the needle
Passing by so close on the street
I know you felt the weight of it
Just as hard as I did, that's why I loved you so much
I understood the coldness in your touch
And why you had to go down to the lake
For hours every day
To see the swallows fly up from the waves
I understood you that way
[Bridge]
To be lonely, when everybody else says they're not
Lonely, when everybody else says they've got somebody
It's only you that's marked like me
This smudge I can't wash off
This habitual mistrust of you
The thought I can't get near to
The place I always disappear to
Something so big, I couldn't see it till it was gone
Laying there with him, something stitched in was undone
And I knew what it was not to be lonely
[Verse 2]
It don't fix everything, but I felt so changed
I could just look at the sky again
Blue and plain
New but still the same
[Verse 3]
I should have gone down
To the Southern Cross any night of the week
There it was, just a building at the end of a street
To see Felicity sing, or Robin play
Sitting at the back of the bar, your hand on my arm
A simple recipe, this medicine really
That can let anything in
That I carried with me, all this shame and darkness within
Like it don't matter, we all just sat there just letting it in
[Outro]
The song's being sung
And Thom played some dissonant run
That reminds me, somehow
Of that same knot that's come undone
Like some old wive's tale
Nobody tells you about
Just this thing that usually works
Somehow
Written by: Tamara Lindeman
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