More songs by Tribbs
Description
Memory sometimes plays like an old record player: the track gets stuck, the words get mixed up, but the melody still takes you back to where it was warm. Here is that very nostalgia that sounds louder than any applause. A little haze, slightly blurred images in your head, but the feeling of closeness does not fade away. Even if the stories are over, someone still remains - in every sound, in every line, in every repetition of “never be gone.”
Producer: Miki Tribulets
Co-producer: Valentin Bös, OSSIA
Vocals: Adam Woods
Authors: Miki Tribulets, Adam Woods, Matilda Thompson, Sofia Butzinger, Luise Heinemann
Lyrics and translation
Original
Life can get heavy.
Life can get dark.
And sometimes the weight of it all can tear you apart.
But when I feel lonely, yeah, when it gets bad,
I listen to stories you wrote in the past.
Every song you left, we will carry on.
Do you know, my friend, you will never be, never be gone?
All the nights we spent and the days we lost, every story ends, but you'll never be, never be, never, never be, never be gone.
Singing oh, yeah.
Don't you know?
You will never be, never be gone.
Days can get blurry.
It's hard to hold on.
Sometimes we all get faded to hide what we've done.
Fill up the silence.
Can you hear the crowd?
All of the memories come alive with the sound.
Every song you left, we will carry on.
Do you know, my friend, you will never be, never be gone?
All the nights we spent and the days we lost, every story ends, but you'll never be, never be, never, never be, never be gone.
Singing oh, yeah.
Don't you know? That you'll never be, never be gone.