Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The King's Parade
Performer
Christopher Brent
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Olivier Corpe
Songwriter
Thomas English
Songwriter
Christopher Brent
Songwriter
Samuel Rooney
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Owain Fleetwood Jenkins
Engineer
Ed Woods
Engineer
Lyrics
Take a picture of love
Print it out and frame it up
You hang it somewhere
Shaded from the sun
Leave it out for too long
It's blending in between the dust
You barely see that
Something's going on
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
In the firing line
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
Falling out of line
Just a trick of the light
Or glimmer of hope
You found a way to
Turn rust into gold
Said you'd dig a mine
Said you'd go down till I broke
But now you're hoping on
A diamond in the rough
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
In the firing line
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
In the back of your mind
Your little cold mine
Your little cold mine
Stop
Get out of it
You said nothing would ever
Resolve the pain
I see it in your eyes
But not bound to it
You're crawling out your mind
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
In the firing line
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it out of your sight?
In the back of your mind
Your little cold mine
Your little cold mine
Is it falling to pieces?
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Is it falling to pieces?
Is it falling to pieces, honey?
Writer(s): Tom English, Olivier Corpe, Chris Brent, Sam Rooney
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