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The Joy Formidable - Tendons [Official Audio from Wolf's Law]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Joy Formidable
The Joy Formidable
Performer
Rhydian Dafydd
Rhydian Dafydd
Strings
Ritzy Bryan
Ritzy Bryan
Strings
Henrik Persson
Henrik Persson
Cello
Joy Smith
Joy Smith
Harp
Matt Thomas
Matt Thomas
Performer
Tercia Realidad
Tercia Realidad
Strings
Emma Alter
Emma Alter
Viola
James O'Toole
James O'Toole
Violin
Jorge Jimenez
Jorge Jimenez
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rhydian Dafydd
Rhydian Dafydd
Arranger
Ritzy Bryan
Ritzy Bryan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Joy Formidable
The Joy Formidable
Producer
Paul Suarez
Paul Suarez
Mixing Engineer
Sam Wheat
Sam Wheat
Engineer
Bob Lugwig
Bob Lugwig
Mastering Engineer
Andy Wallace
Andy Wallace
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Careful of the morning, careful of the night Careful of them hunting the ideas we leave behind Those preachers and their stories, drunkards and their vows We clung onto each other, there was no one else around Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far Tangled up and heavy, winding steady Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star Held above a story for a moment only I can't decide (decide), one needs building (building) And one needs digging (digging), and one needs filling in This love, this love is like a swarm We can't see through it, we can't hold thorns Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far Tangled up and heavy, winding steady Tender in the dark, we're fractions of a star Held above a story for a moment only Until it breaks clean, until it takes me Until we hollow the thought Nothing this close can enjoy permanence I think I understand, the past is circling Nothing that's lit can be in flames this long You said, you said I had all the fighting, maybe Maybe it's something, maybe it's real Not faded like flowers from yesterday's field Aimless on a fated road This life, it keeps us hunting 'Cause I'm not home Throw my bones, empty me Held so tight, it's all I see Let your grief pour into me Tell me now, is this what you wanted? (Is this what you wanted?) Let yourself pour into me Tendons that we are, tendons stretched too far
Writer(s): Rhiannon Bryan, Rhydian Davies Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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