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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Electric Guitar
Ethan Johns
Ethan Johns
Electric Guitar
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Electric Guitar
Don Was
Don Was
Bass Guitar
Jeremy Stacey
Jeremy Stacey
Drums
Joel Jerome
Joel Jerome
Harmony Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Benmont Tench
Benmont Tench
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Glyn Johns
Glyn Johns
Producer
Morgan Stratton
Morgan Stratton
Assistant Recording Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Veronica stared at the ring on her hand She said "Nothing in life goes according to plan For you cannot control what you can't understand So you take what you can and you hold it" Veronica shivered and paused for effect Pulled her windbreaker tight lit a fresh cigarette She said, "Nothing turns out like you're led to expect So you make what you can of the moment" And the wind's blowin' cold on the waterfront tonight And the winter's so close you can taste it We got nothing but plenty of time on our hands And so many ways we can waste it waste it Veronica straightened and looked at the sky Turned her back to the moon as it started to rise She said "Not every word in this world is a lie Those who cannot trust cannot be trusted" And the wind's blowin' cold on the waterfront tonight And the winter's so close you can taste it We got nothing but plenty of time on our hands And so many ways we can waste it waste it Instrumental Off in the dark someone laughed at a joke Veronica's eyes caught the night as she spoke She said "I'll tell you one thing it isn't all smoke You can raise yourself up you can raise yourself low You can receive the most inconceivable blow But where ever you are and where ever you go There is one thing to see there is one thing to know So hold on to this pact and hold on to this close It will serve you and serve you in high and high low That whatever the depth to which you sink below No two??? can be corrupted" And the wind's blowing cold on the waterfront tonight And the winter's so close you can taste it We've got nothing but plenty of time on our hands And so many ways we can waste it waste it
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