Description
Producer: Frank Wienk
Mixer: Sam Jones
Mastering Engineer: Maria Triani
Composer, Lyricist: Tessa Douwstra
Lyrics and translation
Original
I take a sip, you hit the ocean.
Come and ride our way to woods to get us in the motion.
Three to the ballet, it's safe to say that you're an engine. Never running out of gas.
I'm on a train, I'm headed your way.
Horizontal views make everything seem so much taller than it's supposed to.
Might have been the sun within the reach of an arm. I might have been the only one who saw.
Love and broken.
Either or, there's no in between.
You count it on the side of the screen.
There's always that one thing waiting on the lips of every man.
We can't wait 'til they no longer can. We can't wait 'til they no longer can.
I guess it doesn't even matter. You're not much of an asker.
Why you always tryna get out from the inside?
Whatever happens is already written.
Just an echo of light from the start of night.
Love and broken. Either or, there's no in between.
You count it on the side of the screen.
There's always that one thing waiting on the lips of every man.
We can't wait 'til they no longer can.
We can't wait 'til they no longer can.