Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Aaron Dessner
Piano
Matt Berninger
Vocals
Andi Toma
Programming
Benjamin Lanz
Trombone
Adam Sliwinski
Marimba
Bryan Devendorf
Drums
Bryce Dessner
Electric Guitar
Eric Cha-Beach
Percussion
James McAlister
Drums
Jason Treuting
Drums
Jan St. Werner
Programming
Josh Quillen
Percussion
Kyle Resnick
Vocals
Lisa Hannigan
Vocals
Robert Ames
Conductor
Scott Devendorf
Synthesizer
Thomas Bartlett
Piano
Ashok Klouda
Cello
Charis Jenson
Violin
Claire Hazelton
Violin
Ellie Consta
Violin
Galya Bisengalieva
Violin
Gillon Cameron
Violin
Guy Button
Violin
Hazel Correa
Violin
Jonny Byers
Cello
Kirsty Mangan
Violin
Laura Moody
Cello
Marianne Haynes
Violin
Mathew Bain
Violin
Nicole Crespo O'Donoghue
Violin
Peteris Sokolovskis
Cello
Radhika de Saram
Violin
Raja Halder
Violin
Rebecca Burden
Cello
Sérgio Serra
Cello
Venetia Jollands
Violin
London Contemporary Orchestra
String Orchestra
Sō Percussion
Percussion Ensemble
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Dessner
Songwriter
Carin Besser
Songwriter
Matt Berninger
Songwriter
Bryce Dessner
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The National
Producer
Adam Armstrong
Additional Engineer
Andi Toma
Engineer
Bella Blasko
Recording Engineer
Benjamin Lanz
Engineer
David Chalmin
Additional Engineer
Fiona Cruickshank
Strings Engineer
Greg Calbi
Mastering Engineer
James McAlister
Additional Producer
Jan St. Werner
Engineer
Jonathan Low
Mixing Engineer
Laura Beck
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lisa Hannigan
Engineer
Matt Poirier
Additional Engineer
Thomas Bartlett
Engineer
Steve Fallone
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
I wasn't starting yet
I didn't even think you were listening
I wasn't ready at all
To say anything about anything interesting
It's a thing you have
You just don't know that you do it
You wait around in a conversation
While I get in and start stumbling through it
I was so distracted then
I didn't have it straight in my head
I didn't have my face on yet, or the role, or the feel
Of where I was going with it all
I was suffering more than I let on
The tropic morning news was on
There's nothing stopping me now
From saying all the painful parts out loud
Got to my feet
Feeling that I'd let you down
Wanted to say it slow and perfect
But it all, somehow, got switched around
Something went off on its own
My dumb automatic chit-chat
It's not what I meant to say at all
There's no way you can attach me to that
Got up to seize the day
With my head in my hands, feeling strange
When all my thinking got mangled
And I caught myself talking myself off the ceiling
I was suffering more than I let on
The tropic morning news was on
There's nothing stopping me now
From saying all the painful parts out loud
Oh, where are all the moments we'd have?
Oh, where's the brain we shared?
Something somehow has you rapidly improving
Oh, what happened to the wavelength we were on?
Oh, where's the gravity gone?
Something somehow has you rapidly improving
You found the ache in my argument
You couldn't wait to get out of it
You found the slush in my sentiment
You made it sound so intelligent
You can stop and start an athlete's heart
How do I feel about it?
I would love to have nothing to do with it
I would like to move on and be through with it
I'll be over here, lying near the ocean
Making ocean sounds
Let me know if you can come over
And work the controls for a while
I was so distracted then
I didn't have it straight in my head
I didn't have my face on yet, or the role, or the feel
Of where I was going with at all
I was suffering more than I let on
The tropic morning news was on
There's nothing stopping me now
From saying all the painful parts out loud
Oh, where are all the moments we'd have?
Oh, where's the brain we shared?
Something somehow has you rapidly improving
Oh, what happened to the wavelength we were on?
Oh, where's the gravity gone?
Something somehow has you rapidly improving
Writer(s): Matthew D. Berninger, Aaron Brooking Dessner, Carin Besser
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