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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The New Pornographers
Performer
Carl Newman
Vocals
Blaine Thurier
Keyboards
Dan Bejar
Vocals
John Collins
Bass Guitar
Kurt Dahle
Drums
Monica Cattaway
Violin
Neko Case
Vocals
Nora O'Connor
Vocals
Nyla Rainey
Cello
Tim Sars
Saxophone
Todd Fancey
Electric Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Carl Newman
Songwriter
A.C. Newman
Composer
Lyrics
Come clean through the waves of debris,
The mind's eye is first to go,
So hang onto that number like gold.
And get thee back to the old truth, July Jones,
'Cause, baby, there's a lot we don't know.
One of the greats on the way, hold on.
Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
Class war, held your hand through your plans, but not me, but stay free.
Baby, there are worse things to be.
So lay free in your faith beside me, but lay low,
'Cause, baby, there's a lot we don't know.
One of the greats on the way, hold on.
Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
Class war, kissed your lips, left you stripped to your toes,
And I know that, baby, it's so much to outgrow.
So get thee back to the old truth, July Jones,
'Cause baby there's a lot we don't know.
One of the greats on the way, hold on.
Behind the daylight, who knew what it could feel like?
Writer(s): Carl Allan Newman
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