Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neil Smith
Guitar
Christopher Vanderkooy
Guitar
Peter Wilton
Bass
Mikey Pascuzzi
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Smith
Songwriter
Christopher Vanderkooy
Songwriter
Peter Wilton
Songwriter
Mikey Pascuzzi
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Harley Small
Producer
Brock McFarlane
Mastering Engineer
Peach Pit
Producer
Lyrics
Oh man, I already don't
Have much left in here
Lone 'Gram, layin' by the phone
Box my thought to veer
Glow red blossom into flame
Further in the night
You've been gone way too long
I don't mind
Hash and smoky trails are leadin' into sighs
Hot knives, golden lines are fadin' 'way your eyes
I've been blowin' O's as you don't know my name
And I'll keep burnin' this way
Pop can, flowin' pink perfume
Drippin' sugar sky
Oh damn, she's already done
And I'm still askin' why
Time's been floatin' by in droves
Hidin' darkened tides
You've been gone way too long
I don't mind
Hash and smoky trails are leadin' into sighs
Hot knives, golden lines are fadin' way your eyes
I've been blowin' O's as you don't know my name
And I'll keep burnin' this way
Written by: Christopher Vanderkooy, Mikey Pascuzzi, Neil Smith, Peter Wilton