Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Post War Years
Performer
Simon Critten
Synthesiser
Fred McLaren
Drums
Henry Riggs
Synthesiser
James Rutledge
Synthesiser
Tom O'Hare
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Simon Critten
Composer
Fred McLaren
Composer
Edward O'Hare
Composer
Henry Riggs
Composer
James Rutledge
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
James Rutledge
Producer
Jimmy Robertson
Engineer
Craig Silvey
Mixing Engineer
Bryan Wilson
Assistant Engineer
John Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
There no are seasons left,
We are lost in the winter, lost in the winter.
There's no home for the anyone,
We are lost in the winter, lost in the winter.
Running time it's the sun that show
Will be hiding from someone, under the covers
There's a feelin' flow in rivers, rivers.
Now a broken, frozen, river
Everywhere we reach it for life
Broken in time
I'll be the teases
Callin' inside
As you enter in the plains
You are calling witches
As you try through the sun demands
You press with the shallow, your head will pollow
Seconds minutes all his life
No tell left to follow
There's a feelin' flow in river, rivers
Now a broken frozen river, river, river
Eyes we were open, reachin for life
Brokening time
Ooooo, ooooooh, ooooooh.
As we are lovin, reachin' for life
Walking in time
. Can matress distance and sadness
I'll be the teases
Calling inside
These as
Calling inside
Writer(s): James Rutledge, Fred Mclaren, Henry Riggs, Simon Critten, Edward O'hare
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