Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Israel Nash
Vocals
Steve Shelley
Drums
Brendon Anthony
Guitar
Jason Crosby
Piano
Joey McClellan
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Israel Nash
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Steve Shelley
Producer
Lyrics
Going down like Brandy wine
Oh Lord, I need You now
To sing them in northern rain
To the fires of the south
Sunset, regret
My heart ain't done yet
I've got nowhere else to be
Oh, red bird fly to me
The shore is sleeping now
A rage blows across the sea
It's got a way of turning
Life to memory
Sunset, regret
My heart ain't done yet
I got nowhere else to be
Oh, red bird fly to me
Off in the distant
The prophet speaking far too loud
Says we care more for the ones we've lost
Than for the ones we have now
Sunset, regret
My heart ain't done yet
I've got nowhere else to be
These wings don't fly
Yours do, let's try
I've got nowhere else to be
Oh, red bird fly to me
Sunset, regret
My heart ain't done yet
I've got nowhere else to be
Sunset, regret
My heart ain't done yet (my heart ain't done yet)
I've got nowhere else to be
Sunset, regret (sunset)
My heart ain't done yet (ain't done yet)
I've got nowhere else to be
Writer(s): Israel Nash Gripka
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