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Lucy Dacus - Lost Time (Lyric Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lucy Dacus
Lucy Dacus
Vocals
Collin Pastore
Collin Pastore
Pedal Steel Guitar
Jake Finch
Jake Finch
Drums
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lucy Dacus
Lucy Dacus
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lucy Dacus
Lucy Dacus
Producer
Collin Pastore
Collin Pastore
Producer
Jake Finch
Jake Finch
Producer
Blake Mills
Blake Mills
Producer
Bartees Strange
Bartees Strange
Producer
Andrew Lappin
Andrew Lappin
Producer
Will Maclellan
Will Maclellan
Engineer
David Boucher
David Boucher
Engineer
Preston Cochran
Preston Cochran
Engineer
Lars Stalfors
Lars Stalfors
Mixing Engineer
Hamish Patrick
Hamish Patrick
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Ruairí O'Flaherty
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
The sky is gray, the trees are pink
It's almost spring, and I can't wait and I can't think
The sidewalk's paved with petals like a wedding aisle
I wonder how long it would take to walk 800 miles
To say I do, I did, I will, I would
I'm not sorry, not certain, not perfect, not good
[Chorus]
But I love you, and every day
That I knew and didn't say is lost time
Now I'm knockin' down your door
'Cause I'm trying to make up for lost time
[Verse 2]
Wish you were here, wish I was there
I wish that we could have a place that we could share
Not only stolen moments in abandoned halls
Quiet touch in elevators and bathroom stalls
But I will, I would, I did, I do
For the thrill, for my health, for myself, for you
[Chorus]
'Cause I love you, and every day
That I knew and didn't say is lost time
Now I'm knockin' down your door
'Cause I'm trying to make up for lost time
[Bridge]
Nothing lasts forever, but let's see how far we get
So when it comes my turn to lose you, I'll have made the most of it
[Verse 3]
Our formal attire on the floor in a pile
In the morning, I will fold it while you get ready for work
I hear you singing in the shower
It's a song I showed you years ago
It's nice to know you listen to it after all this time
I put your clothes on the dresser with your sixty-day chip
And your broken gold chain, your unpaid parking ticket
I notice everything about you, I can't help it
It's not a choice, it's been this way since we met
[Outro]
'Cause I love you, and every day
That I knew and didn't say
Is a crying shame
It's a crime
A waste of space, lost time
Written by: Lucy Dacus
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