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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Burton
Drums
Daniele Luppi
Conductor
Margo Aldcroft
String Instrument
Peggy Baldwin
Strings
Alisha Bauer
Strings
Ruth Bruegger
Strings
Ronald Clark
String Instrument
Yvette Devereaux
Strings
James Mercer
Vocals
Kirstin Fife
Strings
Stefanie Fife
Strings
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Strings
Ilona Geller
String Instrument
Neel Hammond
Strings
Peter Kent
Strings
Johana Krejci
String Instrument
Miriam Mayer
Strings
Calabria McChesney
String Instrument
Danger Mouse
Programming
Michele Nardone
Strings
Carolyn Osborn
String Instrument
Christopher J. Tedesco
Strings
Philip Vaiman
String Instrument
Jessica Van Velzen
Strings
Jennifer Walton
Strings
Alwyn Wright
Strings
John Wittenberg
Strings
Adriana Zoppo
String Instrument
Kennie Takahashi
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Mercer
Songwriter
Brian Burton
Songwriter
Daniele Luppi
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danger Mouse
Producer
Todd Monfalcone
Recording Engineer
Kennie Takahashi
Mixing Engineer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Is it hard to wait?
Drowned by your mongrel heart again
If you don't answer, where do you want to be found, love?
You duck through the window, you're a blight on the town
Love is turning you out
Sliding, whirling round
I tried to warn you
This waiting game
Will bring that specter down
And would it be wrong
To clamp down on your racing heart, love?
And if they'd known, persisted, oh, to be found, love
It's not what you deserve
Love is turning you out
Sliding, whirling round
I tried to warn you
This waiting game
Will bring that specter down
Faster than you run, come your demons
Turn out the lights, oh, sacred owl
If you don't answer, would you want to be found, love?
Five days on, trapped by their weight
Love is turning you out
Sliding, winding round
I tried to warn you
This waiting game
Will bring that specter down, down, down
Back on this old game, you'll be
Cut down in a seedy stairway
If you don't answer, would you want to be found, love?
Sapped from the bed to the window
Looking back on the time
Starting in the mines
What it is to be twenty-nine
When fame sets your life down
Would it be wrong
Would it be wrong
To disappoint you now
Disappoint you now
Written by: Brian Burton, James Mercer