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Top Songs By Overdrive Orchestra
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christopher John Cranick
Songwriter
Adam Michael Bogues
Songwriter
Shaun Alexander-Heath Sova
Songwriter
James Charles Blevins
Songwriter
Cameron Michael Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremiah Pilbeam
Producer
Lyrics
Waiting in line to join the Divine
Workaholics learn to entwine
The dream with the cruel, harsh reality
Of soils long harvested and cropped
For sale on the black market
Patience is an art long lost
Savoring the sweet taste of haste is famous as of late
Whispering sweet nothing's in our eager little ears
As we wait to claim our holy gift
We work for all these years
We work for all these years
I'm a vagabond so free
Feeding every feral need
Dreams of how it all should be
Master of destiny
And when the nightfall comes
My tired eyes won't shut
Without the graceful nod
From all whom stand above me
In my dimmest shimmer
I will hold out hope
For those who pine away
I'm a vagabond so free
Feeding every feral need
Dreams of how it all should be
Master of destiny
Writer(s): James Newton Howard, Chris P. Bacon
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