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Mike + The Mechanics - The Living Years (Official Video)
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Mike + The Mechanics
Mike + The Mechanics
Вокал
Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
Бас-гитара
Geoff Callingham
Geoff Callingham
Музыкант
Mike Bowen
Mike Bowen
Музыкант
Adrian Lee
Adrian Lee
Клавишные инструменты
King's House School Choir
King's House School Choir
Хор
Michael Stuckey (Leader)
Michael Stuckey (Leader)
Хор
Andrew Roachford
Andrew Roachford
Вокал
Sal Gallina
Sal Gallina
Клавишные инструменты
L. Juby
L. Juby
Клавишные инструменты
Peter Van Hooke
Peter Van Hooke
Барабаны
Luís Jardim
Luís Jardim
Ударные инструменты
Paul Carrack
Paul Carrack
Вокал
Gary Wallis
Gary Wallis
Барабаны
Martin Ditcham
Martin Ditcham
Ударные инструменты
Alan Murphy
Alan Murphy
Гитара
B. A. Robertson
B. A. Robertson
Клавишные инструменты
Paul Young
Paul Young
Вокал
Alan Carvell
Alan Carvell
Бэк-вокал
Anthony Drennan
Anthony Drennan
Гитара
Christopher Neil
Christopher Neil
Бэк-вокал
Tim Renwick
Tim Renwick
Гитара
Tim Howar
Tim Howar
Вокал
Brian Robertson
Brian Robertson
Клавишные инструменты
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
Композитор
B. A. Robertson
B. A. Robertson
Композитор
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Dale Newman
Dale Newman
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Paul Gumersall
Paul Gumersall
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Mike Rutherford
Mike Rutherford
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Geoff Callingham
Geoff Callingham
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Pud Jones
Pud Jones
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Mike Bowen
Mike Bowen
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Geoff Banks
Geoff Banks
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Terry Irwin
Terry Irwin
Ассистент инженера звукозаписи
Nick Davis
Nick Davis
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Harry Rutherford
Harry Rutherford
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Christopher Neil
Christopher Neil
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Every generation Blames the one before And all of their frustrations Come beating on your door I know that I'm a prisoner to all my father held so dear I know that I'm a hostage, to all his hopes and fears I just wish I could have told him in the living years More crumpled bits of paper Filled with imperfect thought Stilted conversations I'm afraid that's all we've got You say you just don't see it, he says it's perfect sense You just can't get agreement, in this present tense We all talk a different language, talking in defence (Say it loud) say it loud (say it clear) oh, say it clear (You can listen as well as you hear) (It's too late) it's too late (when we die) oh, when we die (To admit we don't see eye to eye) So we open up a quarrel Between the present and the past We only sacrifice the future It's the bitterness that last So don't yield to the fortunes, you sometimes see as fate It may have a new perspective, on a different day And if you don't give up, and don't give in, you may just be OK So say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud) (Say it clear) oh, say it clear (You can listen) as well as you hear Because it's too late (it's too late) It's too late (when we die) oh, when we die (To admit) we don't see eye to eye I wasn't there that morning When my father passed away I didn't get to tell him All the things I had to say Think I caught his spirit, later that same year I'm sure I heard his echo in my baby's new born tears I just wish I could have told him in the living years So say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud) (Say it clear) come on say it clear (You can listen) as well as you hear (It's too late) it's too late (When we die) it's too late when we die (To admit we don't see eye to eye) Hey, so say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud) Say it loud (say it clear) come on say it clear (Say it loud, say it clear) don't give up, don't give in, and don't look back 'til it's too late Come on say it (say it loud) say it loud, say it loud
Writer(s): Mike Rutherford, Ba Robertson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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