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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weather Station
The Weather Station
Performer
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Lead Vocals
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Drums
Kieran Adams
Kieran Adams
Drums
Ben Boye
Ben Boye
Piano
Philippe Melanson
Philippe Melanson
Drums
Karen Ng
Karen Ng
Saxophone
Ben Whitely
Ben Whitely
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tamara Lindeman
Tamara Lindeman
Co-Producer
Marcus Paquin
Marcus Paquin
Co-Producer
Joseph Lorge
Joseph Lorge
Mixing Engineer
Julian Decorte
Julian Decorte
Recording Engineer
João Carvalho
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Chorus]
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
So let me out, oh
[Verse 1]
Streaming down the window-pane
Some cold metaphorical literal rain
I'm in physical pain
Visceral shame breaks for a second, and I can see out again
Outside the street just looks like a painting
What am I doing standing dizzy on my own landing?
A change of clothes hastily packed
And the key to some apartment cold in my hand and I know
[Chorus]
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
To let me out , oh
[Verse 2]
To somewhere I already was
Softly there in the margins of this so called love
I touch the edge of it, just a glimpse of it
My own life I guess
Streaming wild like a ribbon in the wind
Unruly, static, this noise within this must-do can't-say kind of feeling
I can't explain right now
Just that I'm leaving this time
[Chorus]
My heart is racing as a window opens somewhere to let me out
My heart is racing as a window, window, window
Window, window, window, window
Written by: Tamara Lindeman
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