制作
出演艺人
Play Dead
表演者
Mark Adrian Smith
鼓
Peter Waddleton
低音吉他
Stephen Roy Green
电吉他
Robert John Hickson
领唱
作曲和作词
Hickson/Smith/Waddleton/Green
作曲
制作和工程
Conny Plank
制作人
歌词
Did you really have stars in your eyes
Or did you lose them on the way in the twisted years
Explanations were so hard to apply
Does your pilgrim heart break when the thought reappears
Intriguing how you deal with the past
Like Magal of men we never met in the middle
Or if he was mapped out on your face
Must the innocent and weak be dismissed as a feeble
You've got me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Is it pleasing to see me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Like the lapping of the ocean waves
You come and you go you never offer a reason
May mercy hold the truth I must hope
How can we have justice built on believing
There's pictures running round in my head
As pure as any footstep imprinted in snow
I'm moving like a peacock in dark
Your victories were costly but you just didn't show it
You've got me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Is it pleasing to see me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
You've got me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Is it pleasing to see me reeling
You've got me hanging from the ceiling
Written by: Hickson/Smith/Waddleton/Green, Mark Adrian Smith, Peter Waddleton, Robert Hickson, Stephen Green
