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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dan Reynolds
Dan Reynolds
Lead Vocals
Ben McKee
Ben McKee
Bass Guitar
Daniel Platzman
Daniel Platzman
Drums
Wayne Sermon
Wayne Sermon
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Hill
John Hill
Songwriter
Dan Reynolds
Dan Reynolds
Songwriter
Wayne Sermon
Wayne Sermon
Songwriter
Ben McKee
Ben McKee
Songwriter
Daniel Platzman
Daniel Platzman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Hill
John Hill
Vocal Producer
John Hanes
John Hanes
Additional Engineer
Serban Ghenea
Serban Ghenea
Mixing Engineer
Randy Merrill
Randy Merrill
Mastering Engineer
Rob Cohen
Rob Cohen
Engineer

Lyrics

I was hoping for an indication I was seeking higher elevation (Aye-aye-aye, aye-aye-aye) I've been shaken, waking in the night light I've been breaking, hiding from the spotlight (Aye-aye-aye, aye-aye-aye) The more I stray, the less I fear And the more I reach, the more I fade away The darkness right in front of me Oh, it's calling out, and I won't walk away I would always open up the door Always looking up for higher floors Want to see it all, give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for making changes Walking down the street meeting strangers Flipping through my life, turning pages (rise, rise up) Like a prayer that only needs a reason Like a hunter waiting for the season (Aye-aye-aye, aye-aye-aye) I was there, but I was always leaving I've been living, but I was never breathing (Aye-aye-aye, aye-aye-aye) The more I stray, the less I fear And the more I reach, the more I fade away The darkness right in front of me Oh, it's calling out, and I won't walk away I would always open up the door Always looking up for higher floors Want to see it all, give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for making changes Walking down the street meeting strangers Flipping through my life, turning pages (rise, rise up) I'm bursting like the Fourth of July So color me and blow me away I'm broken in the prime of my life So embrace it and leave me to stray I would always open up the door Always looking up for higher floors Want to see it all, give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for making changes Walking down the street meeting strangers Flipping through my life, turning pages (rise, rise up) I would always open up the door Always looking up for higher floors Want to see it all, give me more (rise, rise up) I was always up for making changes Walking down the street meeting strangers Flipping through my life, turning pages (rise, rise up) (Rise, rise up) (Rise, rise up)
Writer(s): John Hill, Daniel Coulter Reynolds, Daniel Wayne Sermon, Benjamin Arthur Mckee, Daniel James Platzman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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