TaylorSwift - seven

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  • 文件名称seven
  • 表演者 TaylorSwift    
  • 音乐分类欧美
  • 文件格式FLAC
  • 文件大小40 MB
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    seven - Taylor Swift

    Written by:Taylor Swift/Aaron Dessner

    © 2020 TASRM Publishing, administered by:Songs Of Universal, Inc. (BMI), Ingrid Stella Music, administered by SonyATV Tunes LLC (ASCAP)

    All Rights Reserved. Used by Permission.

    Produced by:Aaron Dessner

    Recorded by:Jonathan Low and Aaron Dessner at Long Pond (Hudson Valley, NY)

    Mixed by:Jonathan Low at Long Pond (Hudson Valley, NY)

    Mastered by:Randy Merrill at Sterling Sound (New York, NY)

    Drum Programming, Percussion, Bass, Piano, Acoustic Guitar and Synthesizers by:Aaron Dessner (Hudson Valley, NY)

    Orchestration by:Bryce Dessner (Biarritz, FR)

    Drum Programming by:Bryan Devendorf (Cincinnati, OH) recorded by Bryan Devendorf

    Viola and Violin by:Yuki Numata Resnick (Buffalo, NY) recorded by Kyle Resnick

    Cello by:Clarice Jensen (Brooklyn, NY) recorded by Clarice Jensen

    Drums by:JT Bates (Salon Studio; St. Paul, MN) recorded by JT Bates

    Please picture me in the trees

    I hit my peak at seven feet

    In the swing over the creek

    I was too scared to jump in but I I was high

    In the sky

    With Pennsylvania under me

    Are there still beautiful things

    Sweet tea in the summer

    Cross your heart won't tell no other

    And though I can't recall your face

    I still got love for you

    Your braids like a pattern

    Love you to the moon and to Saturn

    Passed down like folk songs

    The love lasts so long

    And I've been meaning to tell you I think your house is haunted

    Your dad is always mad and that must be why

    And I think you should come live with me and we can be pirates

    Then you won't have to cry or hide in the closet

    And just like a folk song

    Our love will be passed on

    Please picture me in the weeds

    Before I learned civility I used to scream ferociously

    Any time I wanted

    Sweet tea in the summer

    Cross my heart won't tell no other

    And though I can't recall your face I still got love for you

    Pack your dolls and a sweater

    We'll move to India forever

    Passed down like folk songs

    Our love lasts so long