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Up There Down There
4.131
Rock
Up There Down There adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Arista tarafından 1 Haziran 1988 tarihinde yayınlandıDream of Life (Remastered)
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Çıkış Tarihi1 Haziran 1988
FirmaArista
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM128

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Patti Smith
Patti Smith
Performer
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Guitar
Richard Sohl
Richard Sohl
Keyboards
Jay Dee Daugherty
Jay Dee Daugherty
Drums
Gary Rasmussen
Gary Rasmussen
Bass
Hearn Gadbois
Hearn Gadbois
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Patti Smith
Patti Smith
Composer
F. Smith
F. Smith
Composer
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
F. Smith
F. Smith
Producer
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Fred "Sonic" Smith
Producer
Jimmy Iovine
Jimmy Iovine
Producer
Scott Litt
Scott Litt
Producer
Jay Healey
Jay Healey
Engineer
Kevin Killen
Kevin Killen
Engineer
Thom Panunzio
Thom Panunzio
Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Vic Anesini
Vic Anesini
Mastering Engineer
Bob Irwin
Bob Irwin
Mastering Engineer

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[Verse 1]
Up there, there's a ball of fire
Some call it the spirit, some call it the sun
Its energies are not for hire
It serves man, it serves everyone
Down there where Jonah wails
In the healing waters, the ready depths
Twisting like silver swans
No line of death, no boundaries
[Verse 2]
Up there, the eye is hollow
The eye is winking, the wind's ablaze
Angels howling, the sphinx awakens
But what can she say, you'd be amazed
Down there, your days are numbered
You know numbers, nothing to fear
There will be trumpets, there will be silence
In the end, it'll hit up here
[Verse 3]
Ah, the borders of heaven are zipped up tight tonight
The abstract streets, the lights like some switched on Mondrian
Cats like us are obsolete
Hey, man, don't breathe on my feet
Thieves, poets, we're inside out
And everybody's a soldier
Angels howl at those abstract lights
And the borders of heaven are zipped up tight tonight
[Verse 4]
Up there, there's a ball of fire
Some call it the spirit, some call it the sun
Its energies are not for hire
It serves man, it serves everyone
The air we breathe, the flame of wisdom
The earth we grind, the beckoning sea
It's no mystery, not sentimental
Ah, the equation, it's all elemental
[Verse 5]
The world is restless, heaven in flux
Angels appear from the bright storm
Out of the shadows, up there, down there
But what can we say? Man's been forewarned
All communion is not holy
Even those that fall
Oh they can profit understanding
It's all for man, it's for everyone
It's up there down there
Everywhere, everywhere
Time for communion, time for communion
It's up there, in there, everywhere
Everywhere, everywhere
Written by: F. Smith, Fred "Sonic" Smith, Patti Smith
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