Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deadman
Performer
Britton Beisenherz
Bass Guitar
Mark Howard
Performer
Daryl Johnson
Background Vocals
Steven Collins
Lead Vocals
John Scully
Drums
Sherilyn Segrest
Background Vocals
Todd Pertll
Pedal Steel Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Steven Collins
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Howard
Producer
Lyrics
Please come close, for I long for you to hear
Hear the sound
That will rid you of your fears
In a land where no water can be found
In a place where there is no fertile ground
Longing for, yearning not to be forgotten
In an age when the music is forgotten
In an age when the music is forgotten
In the truth (in the truth)
Speaks of great and mighty things
Teaching us (teaching us)
What the peace of heaven brings
We must give (we must give)
We must give to all the others, those in need (those in need)
Who we fear to call our brothers
Reaching out (reaching out)
So that we are not forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music is forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music is forgotten
If we stand on a hill and do not touch
How can we do good?
If we wash our hands of all our friends
What change can really come?
If we hide our fears and don't draw near
Have we really lived?
Or are we all just standing here
Hoping there is grace?
In a dream (in a dream)
That I had not long ago
Visions of (visions of)
Of a city made of gold
And a sound (and a sound)
That I never heard before
Such a sound (such a sound)
Saturating to the core
Such a sound (such a sound)
One that cannot be forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music's not forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music's not forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music's not forgotten
In a time (in a time)
When the music's not forgotten
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Collins
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