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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future Islands
Future Islands
Performer
Gerrit Welmers
Gerrit Welmers
Keyboards
Samuel T. Herring
Samuel T. Herring
Vocals
William Cashion
William Cashion
Bass Guitar
Andres Trujillo
Andres Trujillo
Musician
David Ralicke
David Ralicke
Trombone
Jason Colby
Jason Colby
Trumpet
Jordan Katz
Jordan Katz
Trumpet
Mike Lowry
Mike Lowry
Drums
Nick Daley
Nick Daley
Trombone
The Section Quartet
The Section Quartet
Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gerrit Welmers
Gerrit Welmers
Songwriter
Samuel T. Herring
Samuel T. Herring
Songwriter
William Cashion
William Cashion
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Congleton
John Congleton
Producer

Lyrics

Doubled the top knot flew out the lattice door Do what he wouldn't, do what he couldn't do No lack of wouldn't could be my undoing No lack of trying, no lack of sighing loo Weave songs of loving, late dream songs of dying Recite the oakwood flame, rings count my olden days I've seen the beaches breached the peak of please and thanks I've seen my features age, my fingers strange From the dew From the dew of the fields we grew And I built a ship for two It waits for me and you In the dew of the fields Is it real? Is it real? I'll show you the way Just walk beside the low stream until it fades Into a melon colored field The wind will know your name And you don't have to run You don't have to change Don't ever change We were the candles that lit up the snow on dusty roads We were the animals breathing life into June just to see faith Blessed by the cannibal moon and the spoon dipping deep to your nose Stressed by the distance of shoes and the bridges too far to be named Was it real? When we held our hands close to flame Just to feel I'll show you the way Just walk beside the low stream until it fades Into a honey colored field The wind will know your name And you don't have to change You don't have to change Love is real Our love was real It's a hand, it's a hold, it's a shield Our love was real Our love was real It's to hope, it's to dream, it's to heal It's to heal
Writer(s): Samuel Thompson Herring, John Gerrit Welmers, William Cashion Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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