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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Tarantula Waltz
The Tarantula Waltz
Performer
Markus Svensson
Markus Svensson
Guitar
Petter Södrin
Petter Södrin
Bass
Per Andersson
Per Andersson
Drums
Daniel Kurba
Daniel Kurba
Keyboards
Mathias Johansson
Mathias Johansson
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Markus Svensson
Markus Svensson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christoffer Roth
Christoffer Roth
Mixing Engineer
Max-Måns Wikman
Max-Måns Wikman
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can you hear me? One more step you sink
Worry, worry, worry, hear me singin' through the fence
I have seen you struggle, hidin' it within
You should know your burden, it's so much bigger than you think
[Verse 2]
Where you walked, inch-deep footprints
In your voice, no cry for help, an empty echo
From screamin' into the wishing well
Where your dreams sank like cement
Worry, worry, worry, hear me singin' through the fence
[Verse 3]
Further yonder back in time, can you smell the lake and feel the sky?
Do those bleached pictures come alive?
Street legal on the stereo
Drive for hours through endless summer nights
Didn't understand a word yet it seemed to explain most everything
There was to know about this life waitin' for us
[Verse 4]
I've seen what you're running from
I've been runnin' for too long, I'm not even sure which side I'm on
Or which I came from
[Verse 5]
Ain't no secret way out of here
I should know now, shouldn't I? Look at me just sittin' here
Leanin' 'gainst the very same fence
Brother, who am I to tell you to turn around, turn around?
All I got to say is
[Verse 6]
And you are with me, back in the backseat of the car
He's hummin' along to the song, you're tucked in sleepin', safe
And peaceful passin' lakes and birches bowin' for us
We drove into a tunnel, how long are we gonna be drivin', Dad?
Memories sharp as broken glass, look, sixteen years has passed
[Verse 7]
His old friends with final farewells and flowers
Love and Theft playing for hours, planes crashin' into towers
I'm not comin' over, I'm comin' through
I wanna get to you, can you tell me where we headed now?
[Verse 8]
Ain't no secret way out of here
I should know now, look at me, how long I been sittin' here
Leanin' 'gainst the very same fence
Brother, who am I to tell you to turn around, turn around?
All I've got to say is
Written by: Markus Svensson
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