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Description
Promises that sounded like vows of eternity turn out to be paper lanterns - they burn beautifully until they are extinguished by the first gust of wind. And then, in the darkness, you have to search for warmth by touch, as if looking for the light switch in an unfamiliar room. A little naive, a little hopeless, but very honest: you want someone to just turn on the light and say, ‘I'm here.’
Guitar: Finlay Dow-Smith
Vocals: Anna from the North
Sound engineer: Ewan Pearson
Producer: Starsmith
Composer: Anna Lottrud
Composer: Finlay Dow-Smith
Composer: Cory Sanders
Lyrics and translation
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