Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Unwinding Hours
The Unwinding Hours
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Iain Cook
Iain Cook
Composer
Craig B
Craig B
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Craig B
Craig B
Producer

Lyrics

I'm turning into dust and counting down the days I barely hear your voice and I whisper of the ways I cannot call this home If you're gone and I'm left here This distant shore has a gold horizon The silence and the weight as these walls are closing in To think what could have been These things they should not be I cannot call this home If you're gone and I'm left here This lonely road has a gold horizon And I am waiting for you I am waiting for you The heavens call to me, at night, so clear With each passing of the stars light draws near I cannot call this home Let me out or let me in This path I'm on has a gold horizon I'm turning into dust and counting downthe days I barely hear your voice and I whisper of the ways I cannot call this home If you're gone and I'm left here This lonely road has a gold horizon And I am waiting for you I am waiting for you My name, your song
Writer(s): Simone Dekker, Rene Geelhoed, Bu Tet Tamba, Michiel Buijsse, Rob Den Tuinder, Rens Ouburg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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