Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Thirteen Senses
Performer
Will South
Guitar
Tom Welham
Guitar
Adam Wilson
Bass Guitar
Brendon James
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Will South
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Danton Paul Supple
Mixing Engineer
Tim Roe
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Come on, come on
Put your hands into the fire
Explain, explain
As I turn and meet the power
This time, this time
Turning white and senses dire
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another
From the summer to the spring
From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
And it's waiting on the end
Come on, come on
Put your hands into the fire
Explain, explain
As I turn and meet the power
This time, this time
Turning white and sense dire
Pull up, pull up
From one extreme to another
From the summer to the spring
From the mountain to the air
From Samaritan to sin
And it's waiting on the end
And now I'm alone I'm looking out
I'm looking in, way down
The lights are dimmer
And now I'm alone I'm looking out
I'm looking in, way down
The lights are dimmer
Come on, come on
Put your hands into the fire
Come on, come on
Writer(s): William David South, Brendon Arthur James, Adam Michael Wilson, Thomas William George Welham
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