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Holy the Sea (feat. John Gourley and Kris Anaya)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Forgive Durden
Forgive Durden
Performer
Thomas Dutton
Thomas Dutton
Percussion
Paul Dutton
Paul Dutton
Orchestra Conductor
Andy Mannino
Andy Mannino
Drums
Kendahl Kapetan
Kendahl Kapetan
Drums
Randy Nash
Randy Nash
Additional Vocals
Chris Bateson
Chris Bateson
Additional Vocals
Spencer Mertel
Spencer Mertel
Additional Vocals
Rudy Gajadhar
Rudy Gajadhar
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Gourley
John Gourley
Lyrics
Thomas Dutton
Thomas Dutton
Songwriter
Paul Dutton
Paul Dutton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Casey Crescenzo
Casey Crescenzo
Additional Engineer
Chris Conley
Chris Conley
Additional Engineer
Kris Anaya
Kris Anaya
Additional Engineer
Pavan Grewall
Pavan Grewall
Additional Engineer
Randy Nash
Randy Nash
Additional Engineer
Vanessa Harris
Vanessa Harris
Additional Engineer
Rudy Gajadhar
Rudy Gajadhar
Engineer
Casey Bates
Casey Bates
Engineer
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Eugene "UE" Nastasi
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Please take a seat Let me tell you both a tale of love and hope It's a story that you may have heard before, told as mythical lore But this translation is clear Unlike the embellishments that have reached your ears There was a boy Who shared your bones, your eager blood, your affinity for love He had it all in his hands And he watched it all turn to sand If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree Then I was truly meant to leave the Dark Down this path set out in front of me I will reunite this world's divided halves Fulfill my history This is more than divine decree It's my destiny Digging 'round the deep, only missing out on sleep Chasing 'bout my head like the wolf that found the sheep (Oh Oh Wah) Don't go digging 'round there, you'll be slipping bit too much Milling muck and mud with the mind that lost its touch (Oh Wah) I been traveling 'bout in time, never stepping out for much Deepest of the deep with the wolf that lost those sheep (Oh Woah Woah Woah Wah) Because it's more than a little, but less than a bunch Found their way around with the blind that lost its touch The choices he made that day (Oh wah) To burn down the world he'd helped create Don't be scared kid (Don't be scared kid) You're gifted (You're gifted) Follow this stream, and live out that prophecy (Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones) (Beware of the medicine before you lay your head again) (Watch out for the wicked ones who call themselves beloved ones) So they arrived at the doctor's camp His crude shack, a shanty with walls of broken glass Light leaking through the shattered cracks And through he was cordial The young couple was doubtful If this boy they speak of sincerely sits atop my family tree I was truly meant to leave the Dark down this path set out in front of me For the longshoreman had warned them To keep a close eye on their adored ones But they had journeyed for a reason They were here for the medicine To cure the infection But nothing could prepare him for the events that would ensnare them All he could do is trust what he knew He would listen to his gut and live for his love
Writer(s): Thomas Dutton, Paul Dutton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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