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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiona Apple
Vocals
Jon Brion
Vibraphone
Matt Chamberlain
Drums
Sara Lee
Bass
Amber Maggart
Harmony Vocals
Patrick Warren
Chamberlain Strings
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Fiona Apple
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Slater
Producer
Mark Endert
Mixing Engineer
Claude Achille
Additional Engineer
Brian Scheubel
Additional Engineer
Jim Wirt
Additional Engineer
Niko Bolas
Additional Engineer
Troy Gonzales
Assistant Engineer
Al Sanderson
Assistant Engineer
Tom Banghart
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Pale September, I wore the time like a dress that year
The autumn days swung soft around me, like cotton on my skin
But as the embers of the summer lost their breath and disappeared
My heart went cold and only hollow rhythms resounded from within
But then he rose, brilliant as the moon in full
And sank in the burrows of my keep
And all my armor falling down in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
He goes along just as a water lily
Gentle on the surface of his thoughts his body floats
Unweighted down by passion or intensity
Yet unaware of the depth upon which he coasts
And he finds a home in me
For what misfortune sows, he knows my touch will reap
And all my armor failing down in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
All my armor falling down in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
All my armour falling down in a pile at my feet
And my winter giving way to warm, as I'm singing him to sleep
Writer(s): Fiona Apple Maggart
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