Создатели
ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
Patrick Watson
Вокал
Katie Moore
Бэк-вокал
Mishka Stein
Бас
Robbie Kuster
Барабаны
Simon Angel
Электрогитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Patrick Watson
Автор песен
Simon Angell
Автор песен
Mikhail Stein
Автор песен
Robbie Kuster
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Patrick Watson
Продюсер
Dave Smith
Продюсер
Jace Lasek
Продюсер
Jean Massicotte
Продюсер
Слова
Found himself onto the road
The dust up to his nose
Put that anchor down
To find a place where he could go
'Cause he was looking for the shelter from the storm
He was looking for a place that you could call your own, yeah
Kept on now walking past the signs you used to see
Kept on getting used to dropping anchor in the sea
'Cause you're looking for the shelter from the storm
Looks like news, that storm is coming closer every day
Well, I found myself into a town
The roads were paved with gold
(All the roads were paved with gold)
Eyes wide open, shutters closed
(Eyes wide open, shutters closed)
Just waiting for my time to know
(Quarter to twelve, it's time to go)
The sun was hiding underground
The rain was falling upside down
(And the clouds were turning red like flames)
Oh, 'cause I'm looking for the shelter from the storm
'Cause she's getting closer every day
The storm is getting closer every day
The storm is getting closer every day
The storm is getting closer every day
The storm is getting closer every day
Every day
Writer(s): Patrick Watson, Robert Kuster, Mikhail Stein, Simon Angell
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