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ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Stu Mackenzie
Stu Mackenzie
Вокал
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Вокал
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Барабаны
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Вокал
Wendy Clarke
Wendy Clarke
Флейта
Lachlan Davidson
Lachlan Davidson
Флейта
Chad Kelly
Chad Kelly
Клавишные инструменты
Madeleine Jevons
Madeleine Jevons
Скрипка
Jos Jonker
Jos Jonker
Скрипка
Miranda Matheson
Miranda Matheson
Скрипка
Ruby Paskas
Ruby Paskas
Скрипка
Josephine Chung
Josephine Chung
Скрипка
Merewyn Bramble
Merewyn Bramble
Альт
Karen Columbine
Karen Columbine
Альт
Gemma Kneale
Gemma Kneale
Виолончель
Paul Zabrowarny
Paul Zabrowarny
Виолончель
Brett Kelly
Brett Kelly
Дирижер
Joey Walker
Joey Walker
Гитара
Sam Joseph
Sam Joseph
Педальная слайд-гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Stu Mackenzie
Stu Mackenzie
Автор песен
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Ambrose Kenny-Smith
Автор песен
Michael Cavanagh
Michael Cavanagh
Автор песен
Cook Craig
Cook Craig
Автор песен
Joey Walker
Joey Walker
Автор песен
Lucas Harwood
Lucas Harwood
Автор песен
Chad Kelly
Chad Kelly
Аранжировщик
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Stu Mackenzie
Stu Mackenzie
Продюсер
Sam Joseph
Sam Joseph
Инженер звукозаписи
Ross Cockle
Ross Cockle
Инженер звукозаписи
Lachlan Carrick
Lachlan Carrick
Инженер звукозаписи
Joe Carra
Joe Carra
Мастеринг-инженер

Слова

[Verse 1]
I'm on the edge of a cliff
Gazing into an abyss
Weight of it all crushes me, a landslide of anxiety
I'm in the forest of my mind, adrift in moonless night
[PreChorus]
Where is the map for the journey?
Where are the crewmates who joined me?
Borne adrift, a fickle route
I'm in a sea of doubt
[Chorus]
Not again, not again, not again, not again, not again
Is this it, is this it, is this it, is this it, is this it?
I'm sinking deeper, submerging in the sea of doubt
Gotta tread water until I reach the shore and find my way out
[Bridge]
We scatter the ashes from the singing birds' urn
Lingers in the air, then it settles into the earth
There's a light at the end of the tunnel
It may appear soft and subtle
And when you're trying to push up hill, the world tends to make you kneel
It's a harsh and feeble game
Your heart was full and then it sank
Breath bubbles to the surface
My anchor closed the curtains
[Verse 2]
Here comes the sun to clear the fog
Here comes a friend for me to lean on
Through the swell and through the cloud
We're gonna swim out of the sea of doubt
[Outro]
We stand on solid ground
We take the time to look around
The lightness of the air lifts me, a breeze of serenity
We're in the meadow of our minds, basking in its delight
Written by: Ambrose Kenny-Smith, Cook Craig, Joseph Walker, Lucas Harwood, Michael Cavanagh, Stu Mackenzie
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