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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Cera Palin
Michael Cera Palin
Performer
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Lead Vocals
Jon Williams
Jon Williams
Bass Guitar
Jon Buncic
Jon Buncic
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Songwriter
Jon Williams
Jon Williams
Songwriter
Jon Buncic
Jon Buncic
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brett Romnes
Brett Romnes
Producer
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Elliott Solomon Brabant
Producer
Jon Williams
Jon Williams
Producer
Jon Buncic
Jon Buncic
Producer
Violet Hunter
Violet Hunter
Additional Engineer
John Naclerio
John Naclerio
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Oh, how you've darl'd me Though no cause for concern In season you impart me Descending Clovers that I yearn Our better steps held true As lesser ends felt too It's so much nicer being lost in you Where my lips come unsealed Where my head comes clear How I know that you hear me The ways that I could love you The ways that I'll let go You said it'd take getting used to I said I'd like getting to know Wisteria in bloom, Where do you twine up to? You said it'd take getting used to. What can I say? You said it looked lovely My unwell shade of blue No matter how rich your soil I still flinched at the roots So sorry if I'm keeping you up Kills me to see your eyes so befallen Sorry if I'm keeping you up It won't be the last time Sorry I've been keeping you up Each waking hour must be more than you bargained I'm sorry I've been keeping you out Just can't bear this to be How your eyes remember me New place, same old Split hairs, split seams, split ends New place, same old Should my lips stay sealed, Could my thoughts be more clear? Should I hope that you hear me? Don't I wish you were here? Should my lips stay sealed? Could my thoughts be more clear? Should I hope that you hear me? The ways I've wished to love you The ways that I've let go When you say it like we used to, What can I say? Sorry I've been keeping you up. It won't be the last time. Sorry I've been keeping you out. JUST CAN'T BEAR THIS TO BE ALL YOUR EYES SHOULD FIND LEFT OF ME Wisteria in bloom, Where do you grow off to? You say it's what you're used to, What I said. Oh, what I've said!
Writer(s): Elliott Solomon Brabant, Jon Buncic, Jon Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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