音乐视频
音乐视频
制作
出演艺人
Sondre Lerche
声乐
Alexander von Mehren
键盘
Agnese Rugevica
大提琴
Mari Birgitte Halvorsen
小提琴
Martin Shultz
小提琴
Rushana Brandanger
中提琴
作曲和作词
Sondre Lerche
词曲作者
Øyvind Torvund
管弦乐编排
制作和工程
Sondre Lerche
制作人
Alexander von Mehren
制作人
Jørgen Træen
母带工程师
Vegard Lemme
录音工程师
歌词
[Verse 1]
Now she sleeps beside me
In a lush four poster castle
We were taking turns exhaling
Two exhausted bodies flailing
Just a minute before this moment
Now I cannot bear the thought of going home
[Verse 2]
Now she sleeps beside me
I'm a visitor as of lately
We were in a poem, darkly lit
In a secret that we couldn't quit
A minute before this moment
Now I wonder if she'll ever let me stay
[Verse 3]
Now she sleeps beside me
A dark night of stolen glances
We were blending with our alibis
And hoping we won't need them
I just wonder if I'll get beyond
A mere minute before this moment's also gone
[Instrumental]
Now she sleeps beside me
And I try my best to let her be
A world rests on her shoulders
Her people need her kindness
Just a minute before this moment
She was pouring me an endless cup of tea
[Verse 4]
Now she sleeps beside me
Or perhaps she's just pretending
Two performative wild creatures
We were hanging in the balance
Just a minute before this moment
Now it's obvious a spell is cast on me
[Verse 5]
Now she sleeps beside me
A pale flamethrower in hiding
I'm a new man every time we meet
I skip home, sunrise at my feet
Our virtue is to be discreet
Though we know each moment inches toward defeat
[Instrumental]
Now she sleeps beside me
She just made me forget everything
I fled when she invited me
Her lips longed to confide in me
She's morbid and hilarious
Her heart must beat vicariously through me
[Instrumental]
Now she sleeps beside me
We have drifted off a dozen times
To the edge of fantasising
When she wakes up we are fated to
Become dream lovers of the past
Or embrace the fire and rise up from the ash
[Verse 6]
Now she sleeps beside me
Though she's sleeping next to someone else
She suffers in a silent way
And I have barely slept for days
But maybe we're just meant to be
The unfinished poem whispered in our sleep
Written by: Sondre Lerche


