lyrics
In the brightest light you can very easily see all the things you wouldn’t normally
Black of night, starlit sky, by moonlight,
stroke of midnight... Your reflection’s growing dim up on the water, rippling.
And if you want in; if you want it, run with it.
You can’t take back what you have already put in. It’s all a part of it, our circle of friends. We’re all a part of this, that circle never ends.
Give in to me...
In the cemetery, feelings dark and dreary, you hear the songs that you once played.
Your reflection’s merely who you used to be.
On your tombstone reads: “Here lie the dreams that you once conceived.”
Give in to me...
In the cemetery, feelings dark and dreary, you hear the songs that you once played.
Your reflection’s merely who you used to be.
On your tombstone reads: “Here lie your dreams.” Hope you rest in peace.
Give in to me...
credits
from
Hippie-Hop,
released April 1, 2012
Words By Chad Canfield, Jacki Gilliam, William Gilliam, and Andy Kirkendall
Music By Chad Canfield and William Gilliam
Arranged By Chad Canfield, William Gilliam, and Richard Cranium
Israel Alpizar: Kaossilator, Samples
Nick Campolo: Violin
Chad Canfield: Vocals, Guitars, Theremin, Turntables, Keys, Beatbox
Lucas Dickinson: Bassoon
Marc Eaton: Drums
Jacki Gilliam: Vocals
Nicolas Lichard: Harmonica
Mike Myra: Bass
David Stanberry: Ukulele
Valerie Usalis: Trumpet
Victoria Vazques: Clarinet
Deirdre Wondreis: Keys
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