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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Zach Shields
Zach Shields
Percussion
Ryan Gosling
Ryan Gosling
Vocals
The Silverlake Conservatory of Music Children's Choir
The Silverlake Conservatory of Music Children's Choir
Choir
Matthew P. Selby
Matthew P. Selby
Accompaniment
Panhead
Panhead
Percussion
SJ Hasman
SJ Hasman
Choir Director
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zach Shields
Zach Shields
Songwriter
Ryan Gosling
Ryan Gosling
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marcus Samperio
Marcus Samperio
Recording Engineer
Tim Anderson
Tim Anderson
Producer

Lyrics

Like a lamb to its slaughter
Buried in water
Down
Under the ground
There's a town there
I've been down there
In the middle of the lake
I hold your hand for goodness' sake
When the women and the kids are asleep
The wolves there in the skin of the sheep
So lock all the windows and doors
The Devil's coming for you and yours
Love was all that it could give
But it died so other towns could live
They don't bury bodies from the drowned
But they drowned our little town
Like a lamb to his slaughter
Buried in water
Buried in water
Buried in water
When the leaves
Go floating away
In the pale moonlight of day
Bury anchors in our ghosts
And we can let our heartbeats go
Love was all that it could give
But it died so other towns could live
They don't bury bodies from the drowned
But they drowned our little town
Love was all that it could give
But it died so other towns could live
They don't bury bodies from the drowned
But they drowned our little town
(We're like the lambs to its slaughter)
(Buried in water)
(Buried in water)
(Buried in water)
Written by: Ryan Gosling, Zach Shields
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