Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Spencer Sutherland
Spencer Sutherland
Performer
Spencer Sutherland Wetmore
Spencer Sutherland Wetmore
Lead Vocals
Jay Flat
Jay Flat
Saxophone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Spencer Sutherland
Spencer Sutherland
Songwriter
Rachel Platten
Rachel Platten
Songwriter
Tyler Mead
Tyler Mead
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Spencer Sutherland
Spencer Sutherland
Producer
Keaton Stromberg
Keaton Stromberg
Producer
STORYBOARDS
STORYBOARDS
Producer
Emerson Mancini
Emerson Mancini
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Rocket
Verse:
Why don't they do away, with daylight savings
We could get away, and steal some paintings
Drink some chardonnay, and call it a tuesday
oooo-oooo-oooo
Come on and sit too close, to the television and the telescope
And blame it all upon your horoscope
You'd still call it stupid
oooo-oooo-oooo
PRE:
When I feel, like I can't, breathe in your atmosphere
Nothing I'd, Never try, to make it happen dear
CH:
2 days, in a rocket, headed, to space, in my pocket, I got your face in a lockett..
I would go that far, just to be where you are
I've been in your orbit, floatin, patient, waiting for it all to make sense.
Darling you know I would - go that far, just to be where you are
Verse2:
It's like they always say, the strongest showers always come in may.
So why am I sitting here soaking wet
Like everyday, everyday
PRE:
When I feel, like I can't, breathe in your atmosphere
Nothing I'd, Never try, to make it happen dear
CH:
2 days, in a rocket, headed, to space, in my pocket, I got your face in a lockett..
I would go that far, just to be where you are
I've been in your orbit, floatin, patient, waiting for it all to make sense.
Darling you know I would - go that far, just to be where you are
----------saxophone solo---------
Outro:
Why don't they do away, with daylight savings
We could get away...
Written by: Rachel Platten, Spencer Sutherland, Tyler Mead
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