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Ricochet Days
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Modern English
Modern English
Performer
Gary McDowell
Gary McDowell
Electric Guitar
Michael Conroy
Michael Conroy
Bass Guitar
Robbie Grey
Robbie Grey
Lead Vocals
Stephen Walker
Stephen Walker
Keyboards
Richard Ian Brown
Richard Ian Brown
Drums
Caroline Lavelle
Caroline Lavelle
Cello
Jeff Seopardi
Jeff Seopardi
Congas
Kate St. John
Kate St. John
Oboe
Lorita Grahame
Lorita Grahame
Vocals
Nick Barnard
Nick Barnard
Violin
Nicky Holland
Nicky Holland
Oboe
Nicola Lewis
Nicola Lewis
Violin
Pandit Dinesh
Pandit Dinesh
Tabla
Sally Beamish
Sally Beamish
Viola
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gary McDowell
Gary McDowell
Songwriter
Michael Conroy
Michael Conroy
Songwriter
Richard Ian Brown
Richard Ian Brown
Songwriter
Robbie Grey
Robbie Grey
Songwriter
Stephen Walker
Stephen Walker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Modern English
Modern English
Producer
Hugh Jones
Hugh Jones
Producer

Lyrics

Come on down with me I'll show you sights you've never seen The end is near for you and for me Come inside and feel There's so much here and something tells me it's for real Hiding behind the walls and window Keeping away from the questions on your tongue In a room, in a house, in a dream No one's too sure whose dream it is we're living in If it's real, that's a brand new deal Ricochet days, welcome to reality In a room, in a house, in a dream No one's too sure whose dream it is we're living in If it's real, that's a brand new deal Ricochet days, welcome to reality Radio holds your confidences You're never quite on your own A secret kept in silhouettes Something eats you deep inside In a room, in a house, in a dream No one's too sure whose dream it is we're living in If it's real, that's a brand new deal Ricochet days, welcome to reality In a room, in a house, in a dream No one's too sure whose dream it is we're living in If it's real, that's a brand new deal Ricochet days, welcome to reality The walls move in and cramp your comforts Windows aren't for looking through Someone calls your name But your name was a stranger to you It doesn't matter, doesn't matter Take me by the hand, this is all I can offer you Someone calls your name But your name was a stranger to you It doesn't matter, doesn't matter Take me by the hand, this is all I can offer you Someone calls your name But your name was a stranger to you It doesn't matter, doesn't matter Take me by the hand, this is all I can offer you Someone calls your name But your name was a stranger to you It doesn't matter, doesn't matter Take me by the hand, this is all I can offer you Someone calls your name But your name was a stranger to you It doesn't matter, doesn't matter Take me by the hand, this is all I can offer you
Writer(s): Stephen James Walker, Richard Ian Brown, Michael Frances Conroy, Robert James Grey, Gary Frances Mcdowell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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