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PERFORMING ARTISTS
George Clarke
George Clarke
Vocals
Kerry McCoy
Kerry McCoy
Guitar
Shiv Mehra
Shiv Mehra
Guitar
Christopher Paul Johnson
Christopher Paul Johnson
Bass
Daniel Jordan Tracy
Daniel Jordan Tracy
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Clarke
George Clarke
Songwriter
Kerry McCoy
Kerry McCoy
Songwriter
Shiv Mehra
Shiv Mehra
Songwriter
Christopher Paul Johnson
Christopher Paul Johnson
Songwriter
Daniel Jordan Tracy
Daniel Jordan Tracy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darrell Thorpe
Darrell Thorpe
Engineer
Justin Meldal-Johnsen
Justin Meldal-Johnsen
Producer
Mike Schuppan
Mike Schuppan
Engineer
Zach Weeks
Zach Weeks
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

I sat and reflected on The only photo at your funeral On the easel In the shadow of the willow Sacred Heart Where we started wanting, weeding Southern autumn places of your life overgrown Warm winds blow Secrets we die with Trembling weakness is what haunts us now Inside the windows What once made us proud I owned everything thought to be suicidal mania I was everything taught to me Drinking deeply, the truth of my grief But what else could be? Everything was written, I saw everybody plead I owned everything thought to be suicidal mania I was everything taught to me Drinking deeply, the truth of my grief Show me now everything that I offer I saw my own father Lay the ground beneath me I owned everything thought to be I was everything taught to me All the tapes and all of the letters At Heaven's gate, standing with the guards My love is endless Everything of you is me Every step is toward the grave Could it be flesh and blood were all we gave?
Writer(s): George Lesage Clarke, Kerry Dylan Mccoy, Christopher Johnson, Shiv Mehra, Daniel Tracy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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