Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Fishman
Drums
Mike Gordon
Bass
Page McConnell
Keyboards
Trey Anastasio
Guitar
Carole Rabinowitz
Cello
David Angell
Violin
David Davidson
Violin
Don Hart
Conductor
Janet Darnall
Violin
Karen Winkelmann
Violin
Monica Angell
Viola
Noah Denney
Percussion
Paul Nelson
Cello
Sari Reist
Cello
Seanad Dunigan Chang
Viola
Una Gong
Cello
Wei Tsun Chang
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Trey Anastasio
Songwriter
Tom Marshall
Songwriter
Patrick Hart
String Arranger
RAab Stevenson
Vocal Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bryce Goggin
Producer
Vance Powell
Mixing Engineer
Michael Fahey
Recording Engineer
Ben Collett
Assistant Recording Engineer
Koehn Terry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Pete Lyman
Mastering Engineer
RAab Stevenson
Vocal Producer
Lyrics
Please return the focus
To the setting where I left
I picture you floating
With a ghost above the trees
My camera is the soul
To those armies long forgotten
And the picture tells the story
In the chapter on Valdese
Valdese
For leaving can be golden on the wing
And I can swim
But if I can't, I'll sing
The mail arrives, I read and then I leave
Because the more I read
The more I feel deceived
The more I read
The more I feel deceived
Do you ever feel locked in?
Do you ever feel that you can't win?
The madman can slide the knife inside
But who then has their sights set on him?
And the ghost in the orchard
Will sharpen his teeth
And climb way up in a tree
And wait for some poor fool to wander beneath
On his blind journey to Valdese
To Valdese
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
I picture you floating
With a ghost above the trees
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
Valdese
To Valdese
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
And 9 is the number
Great lover, great lover
Writer(s): Tom Marshall, Trey Anastasio
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