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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keane
Performer
Anaël Train
Vocals
Scott Johnson
Performer
Beth Louise Warren
Performer
Tom Chaplin
Vocals
Tim Rice-Oxley
Keyboards
Richard Hughes
Drums
Jesse Quin
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tom Chaplin
Songwriter
Tim Rice-Oxley
Composer
Richard Hughes
Songwriter
Beth Louise Warren
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keane
Producer
Stuart Price
Co-Producer
Jake Davies
Engineer
Mark Stent
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I wish that I could be
In the cellars of the sea
And disappear in them
Never to be seen again
Live this life
Its unrelenting appetite
For feeding off the weak
Who never had their time to speak
The sky will be my shroud
A monument of cloud
If we could turn back, you can't paper over the crack
But it will return now, and your heart will burn black
Give me your hand
Cut the skin, let me in
The molecules of us
Bleeding into one again
The sky will be my shroud
A cenotaph of cloud
If we could turn back, you can't paper over the crack
But it will return now, and your heart will burn black
Forgotten my way home, forgotten everything that I know
Every day a false start, and it burns my heart
I know
Everything you said was right, and I suppose
Everything is here forever, till it goes
You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself
Just a picture on the shelf
Je souhaiterais immerger
Dans les profondeurs des mers
Et disparaître
Pour ne plus jamais être vu
Burning up now
And I'm racing down a road I don't recognise
I realize I have
Forgotten my way home, forgotten everything that I know
Every day a false start, and it burns my heart
Turn back
Writer(s): Timothy James Rice-oxley, Richard David Hughes, Tom Chaplin
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