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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Decemberists
Performer
Colin Meloy
Acoustic Guitar
Chris Funk
Guitar
Jenny Conlee
Organ
John Moen
Percussion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colin Meloy
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Decemberists
Producer
Tucker Martine
Producer
Colin Meloy
Producer
Chris Funk
Producer
Jenny Conlee
Producer
John Moen
Producer
Stephen Marcussen
Mastering Engineer
Rich Hipp
Assistant Recording Engineer
Nate Query
Producer
Clinton Welander
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
On a winter's Sunday I go
To clear away the snow and green the ground below
April, all an ocean away, is this the better way to spend the day?
Keeping the winter at bay
What were the words I meant to say before you left?
When I could see your breath lead where you were going to
Maybe I should just let it be and maybe it will all come back to me
Sing, oh, January hymn
How I lived a childhood in snow
And all my teens in tow, stuffed in strata of clothes
Pale the winter days after dark
Wandering the gray memorial park, a fleeting beating of hearts
What were the words I meant to say before you left?
When I could see her breath lead where she was going to
Maybe I should just let it be and maybe it will all come back to me
Sing, oh, Janu, oh January, oh
Writer(s): Colin Meloy
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