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Трек «Work» вышел в 31 января 2025 г. г. на альбоме « » (лейбл «EastWest»)This Destination
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АльбомThis Destination
Дата релиза31 января 2025 г.
ЛейблEastWest
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM106

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Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Вокал
Florence Rawlings
Florence Rawlings
Бэк-вокал
Izzy Chase-Philmore
Izzy Chase-Philmore
Бэк-вокал
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Клавишные инструменты
Donal Lunny
Donal Lunny
Боуран
Chris Worsey
Chris Worsey
Виолончель
James Douglas
James Douglas
Виолончель
Sophie Harris
Sophie Harris
Виолончель
W. Schofield
W. Schofield
Виолончель
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
Дирижер
Stacey Watton
Stacey Watton
Контрабас
Everton Nelson
Everton Nelson
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Bruce White
Bruce White
Альт
Helen Kamminga
Helen Kamminga
Альт
Peter Lale
Peter Lale
Альт
Reiad Chibah
Reiad Chibah
Альт
Alison Dods
Alison Dods
Скрипка
Ian Humphries
Ian Humphries
Скрипка
Louisa Fuller
Louisa Fuller
Скрипка
Lucy Wilkins
Lucy Wilkins
Скрипка
Marianne Haynes
Marianne Haynes
Скрипка
Natalia Bonner
Natalia Bonner
Скрипка
Raja Halder
Raja Halder
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Richard George
Richard George
Скрипка
Rick Koster
Rick Koster
Скрипка
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Композитор
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
John Metcalfe
John Metcalfe
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Gary Kemp
Gary Kemp
Продюсер
Toby Chapman
Toby Chapman
Продюсер
Matt Colton
Matt Colton
Мастеринг-инженер
Mike Horner
Mike Horner
Инженер звукозаписи

Слова

[Verse 1]
My father worked in a shirt and tie
The factory floor was the place he felt alive
An old dust coat of ink and brown
Machine that roared as he pushed the lever down
And I would feel the warmth
Of the power in his hands, that he'd apply
And watched him as he worked
A man that was a hero to my eye
[Verse 2]
My mother cared for the broken few
She filled their plates and did all she could do
She'd hurry home to work some more
To smooth the sheets
To tidy up the floor
And I would feel the warmth
From everything she made here with her hand
And we would see this home
As the centre of a map, a rock to stand
[Chorus]
And she said, "Sleep my darlings, please
Put your minds at ease
Tomorrow we'll be free to start again
Ooh, again"
[Verse 3]
He grew the crops of a family life
Delivered fruits to his children and his wife
Then out of nothing, he lost his place
Things fell apart, a feeling of disgrace
And he would often wake
And ask her, "Have I given all I can?"
And felt we looked at him
To ask, "Is he the measure of a man?"
[Chorus]
And she said, "Sleep my darling, please
Put your mind at ease
Tomorrow you'll be free to start again"
[Instrumental]
And now I work in a counting house
I manage life, but only just about
I really can't complain at all
My kids, my wife
The beauty of it all
But all that I can see
Are a thousand little problems in my mind
I'm trying to make it work
I'm trying to use the tools they left behind
[Chorus]
And you say, "Sleep my darling, please
Put your mind at ease
Tomorrow you'll be free to start again
Ooh, again"
[Outro]
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Gotta make it work
Written by: Gary Kemp
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