Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
TENTS
Performer
Brian Hall
Synthesizer
Amy Hall
Lead Vocals
Grant Harold
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Hall
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brian Hall
Producer
Lyrics
When the fog sneaks up the bay
And when sirens call your name
I, beside you will remain
I'll remind you of the day
You were just a boy
trying to pretend.
Pleasing all your mentors,
though never quite convinced.
Now you are much older,
free to skip the test.
Now it's time to rest.
Now it's time to rest.
Should the wicked man remain
Bring you loneliness and pain
I'll defend you to the grave
I'll remind you of the day
You were just a boy
trying to pretend.
Pleasing all your mentors,
though never quite convinced.
Now you are much older,
Free to skip the test.
Now it's time to rest
From now on, no regrets
Lift my head, try my best
And hush, hush little one
Hush, hush Littles ones in my head
All my courage,
All my bones
Left my body, hit the road.
Come and visit me, I'll be home.
I am here.
Written by: Brian Hall