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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ken Yates
Ken Yates
Lead Vocals
Jim Bryson
Jim Bryson
Electric Guitar
Kathleen Edwards
Kathleen Edwards
Background Vocals
Philippe Charbonneau
Philippe Charbonneau
Bass Guitar
Peter Von-Althen
Peter Von-Althen
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ken Yates
Ken Yates
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Bryson
Jim Bryson
Producer

Lyrics

Well the sun is shining but the T.V.'s on And you're in there somewhere with the blinds all drawn And I know I'll find you in your unmade bed Letting news channels get inside your head And the world is burning while the earth it floods But we're all just posing looking out for us When the ice is melting when the damage is done I'll be holding your hand when the big one comes When the big one comes And the sins of fathers hang over their sons While our mother's daughters fight to be someone And the pills aren't working they just clutter your mind And we'll all get sober for a matter of time I sing all these songs about how I feel Never really talking to anyone real But one thing I know when it's all said and done I'll be holding your hand when the big one comes When the big one comes When the big one comes I'll be holding your hand So we'll call our parents every Sunday night And we'll check the weather and tell them we're fine And we'll spend our money on things that won't help And we'll all get tattoos when we're bored of ourselves Don't worry baby, if we're caught in the swell We'll be there together for better or for well When the sky is falling I won't turn and run I'll be holding your hand when the big one comes When the big one comes When the big one comes I'll be holding your hand
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