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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ben Ottewell
Ben Ottewell
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ben Ottewell
Ben Ottewell
Songwriter
Sam Genders
Sam Genders
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Will Golden
Will Golden
Producer

Lyrics

Go to battle with a red dress on
Wake your armies at the gates of dawn
Light the fires and sound the horns
Greet the day, red steel and all
It's the same dead calm
Set before this gathering storm
It's the strangest fall
When you pull that red dress on
I walked the field in the swirling mist
White flag tied on to my wrist
I meet you where your lines are drawn
Bring the bodies, I'll surrender all
It's the same dead calm
Electric crackle in the air
It's strangest fall
You can leave your red dress on
When I came down, down from the mountain
At first, I was frightened
But now I'm dead calm
When I walked in, into the station
I felt my elation
And fell into your arms
When I came down, down from the mountain
At first, I was frightened
Then I saw your face
When I walked in, into the station
All of creation
Fell into place
It's the strangest fall
It's the strangest fall
Written by: Ben Ottewell, Sam Genders
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