Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Hozier
Hozier
Vocals
Rory Doyle
Rory Doyle
Drums
Alex Ryan
Alex Ryan
Bass Guitar
Kate Ellis
Kate Ellis
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hozier
Hozier
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Hozier
Hozier
Producer
Rob Kirwan
Rob Kirwan
Producer
Andrew Scheps
Andrew Scheps
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

So tired trying to see from behind the red in my eyes No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight So deep in this swill with the most familiar of swine For reasons wretched and divine She blows outta nowhere, roman candle of the wild Laughing away through my feeble disguise No other version of me I would rather be tonight. And, Lord, she found me just in time 'Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done I need to be youthfully felt 'cause, God, I never felt young She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues Lord, it'd be great to find a place we could escape sometime Me and my Isis growing black irises in the sunshine Every version of me dead and buried in the yard outside We'd sit back and watch the world go by Happy to lie back watch it burn and rust We tried the world, good God, it wasn't for us She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues Cut clean from the dream at night, let my mind reset Looking up from a cigarette, and she's already left I start digging up the yard for what's left of me and our little vignette For whatever poor soul is coming next She's gonna save me, call me "baby" Run her hands through my hair She'll know me crazy, soothe me daily Better yet, she wouldn't care We'll steal her Lexus, be detectives Ride 'round picking up clues We'll name our children, Jackie and Wilson Raise 'em on rhythm and blues
Writer(s): Andrew John Hozier-byrne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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