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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Alex Kresovich
Piano
Brendon Urie
Piano
Jake Sinclair
Background Vocals
Suzy Shinn
Background Vocals
Kate Micucci
Background Vocals
Rob Mathes
Conductor
Eric Byers
Cello
Jacob Braun
Cello
Tim Gill
Cello
Kenneth Harris
Guitar
Caroline Dale
Cello
Steve Erdody
Cello
Brian Dembow
Viola
Peter Lale
Viola
Tom Pigott-Smith
Violin
Peter Slocombe
Saxophone
Ryan Dragon
Trombone
Mike Lizola Rocha
Trumpet
Jonathan Bradley
Trumpet
Robert Brophy
Viola
Shawn Mann
Viola
Zach Dellinger
Viola
Cathy Thompson
Violin
Charlie Bisharat
Violin
Emlyn Singleton
Violin
Morgan Jones
Saxophone
Helen Nightengale
Violin
Jackie Hartley
Violin
Jessica Guideri
Violin
Julie Gigante
Violin
Katia Popov
Violin
Lisa Liu
Violin
Maya Magub
Violin
Peter Hanson
Violin
Rita Manning
Violin
Serena McKinney
Violin
Tereza Stanislav
Violin
Thomas Bowes
Violin
Warren Zielinski
Violin
Bruce White
Viola
Jason Fabus
Saxophone
Rachel White
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Kresovich
Songwriter
Brendon Urie
Songwriter
Jake Sinclair
Songwriter
Sam Hollander
Songwriter
Suzy Shinn
Songwriter
Rob Mathes
String Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Alex Kresovich
Co-Producer
Jake Sinclair
Producer
Suzy Shinn
Engineer
Amber Jones
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Chris Allgood
Mastering Engineer
Jason Moser
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Sacha Bambadji
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Peter Cobbin
Recording Engineer
Steve Genewick
Recording Engineer
Claudius Mittendorfer
Mixing Engineer
Emily Lazar
Mastering Engineer
Rachel White
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Heaven knows that I'm born too late
For these ghosts that I chase
With these dreams, I inflate
Painted skies in my brain
Every day, I'm Carl Sagan in space
To escape this old world, this old world
Some days I lie wide awake 'til the sun hits my face
And I fade, elevate from the Earth
Far away to a place where I'm free from the weight
This old world, this old world
I don't trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
And I don't feel anything
At all
I'm king of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Some only live to die
I'm alive to fly higher
Than angels in outfields inside of my mind
I'm ascending these ladders
I'm climbing, say goodbye
This old world
This old world
And when I fall to rise with stardust in my eyes
In the backbone of night, I'm combustible
Dust in the fire when I can't sleep, awake, I'm too tired
This old world
This old world
I don't trust anything
Or anyone, below the sun
I don't feel anything
At all
I'm king of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
Imagination, take me somewhere I don't know
I'm lost but I better find it alone
King of the clouds, of the clouds
I get lifted, I get lifted
I keep searching
Oh, I keep searching
I keep searching
Writer(s): Suzanne Shinn, Alexander Kresovich, Samuel Hollander, Brendon Urie, Jacob Sinclair
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