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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anita Lipnicka
Anita Lipnicka
Vocals
John Porter
John Porter
Vocals
Tony Beard
Tony Beard
Drums
Melvin Duffy
Melvin Duffy
Guitar
Martin Ditcham
Martin Ditcham
Percussion
Jane Clark
Jane Clark
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anita Lipnicka
Anita Lipnicka
Arranger
John Porter
John Porter
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anita Lipnicka
Anita Lipnicka
Engineer
John Porter
John Porter
Engineer
Jacek Gawlowski
Jacek Gawlowski
Mastering Engineer
Tomek Bonarowski
Tomek Bonarowski
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

In your world of admirers, lovers, hangers-on
Bathroom mirrors, ghosts and fleeting friends
Your SOSs, your emotional messes
And your dramas without end
You're victories, wardrobe full of clothes you never wear
A vase of daffodils in your window
It's here I met the graveyard of my dreams
The ones I didn't want to know
We're learning, learning how to fall
We're learning, learning how to fall
Buried in the darkness, sitting naked in your chair
You're statue, indifferent to my stare
I came of beginning at your bed
After a while, I forgot I was there
So I lost my body, lost Time but not my mind
Just like life after a death
Washed away in a raging river
And the coldness took away my breath
We're learning, learning how to fall x4
Down a corridor of endless doors in a building of endless floors
We run, hand in hand
Searching for stupid things said in a clever way
Afraid we might not understand
We've forgotten the beating heart, breathing in and breathing out
How to see, touch and feel
We never want to come back down
When we've got to the top of the hill
Written by: John Porter
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