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Credits:
Written By: Clairo and Jack Antonoff
Published By: Claire Cottrill Publishing administered by Songs Of Universal, Inc. (BMI) and Sony/ATV Songs LLC / Ducky Donath Music (BMI)
Produced By: Jack Antonoff and Clairo
Recorded By: Laura Sisk and Jack Antonoff at Allaire Studios (Mount Tonche, NY) and Clubhouse Studios (Rhinebeck, NY)
Second Engineering by: John Rooney
Assistant Engineering by: Shubham Mondal
Mixed By: Jack Antonoff and Laura Sisk at Allaire Studios (Mount Tonche, NY) and at Electric Lady Studios (New York, NY)
Mastered By: Chris Gehringer, assisted by Will Quinnell at Sterling Sound
Clairo: Electric Guitar, Wurlitzer, Piano, Kalimba, Vocals
Jack Antonoff: Programming, Drums, Bass, Fretless Bass, Slide Guitar, Ebow Guitar, 12-String and 6-String Acoustic Guitars, Wurlitzer, Piano, Clavinet, Moog Model D
Evan Smith: Flutes, Saxophones

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The ethereal live session of The Marías’ ‘Only in My Dreams’

Only in My Dreams - The Marías (Live)

The Marias - Only In My Dreams ( 963hz x slowed x reverb )

ONLY IN MY DREAMS - THE MARIAS☆+

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Strange Love

Time moves like a quiet river,
Washing faces from the shore,
We toast to nights we can’t remember,
With the ones we don’t see anymore.

But when the laughter fades to silence,
And the crowd begins to thin,
You learn the gold was never glitter —
It was the hearts that stayed within.

As we get older, the truth unfolds,
Like fire through the cold —
We don’t lose friends, no,
We just find out who the real ones are.
When the lights go low and the years get hard,
When the story’s written in our scars,
We don’t lose friends,
We just find who the real ones are.

We’ve danced through storms and gentle summers,
Shared the sunrise, shared the pain,
Some hands let go when thunder rumbled,
Some held on through the rain.

And though the circle’s getting smaller,
It’s shining brighter than before,
‘Cause love that stands the test of time
Don’t need a crowded floor.

As we get older, the truth unfolds,
Like fire through the cold —
We don’t lose friends, no,
We just find out who the real ones are.
When the lights go low and the years get hard,
When the story’s written in our scars,
We don’t lose friends,
We just find who the real ones are.

Some drift away like autumn leaves,
Some roots grow deep beneath the freeze,
And when the winds have blown apart,
The ones who stay — they hold your heart.

As we get older, the truth stands tall,
Through every rise and every fall,
We don’t lose friends, no,
We just find out who the real ones are.
When it’s all been said, when it’s all been done,
And the years weigh heavy on the run,
We don’t lose friends,
We just find who the real ones are.

Yeah, the real ones stay…
Through the night, through the gray…
We don’t lose friends —
Just find who the real ones are.


The Marias - Only In My Dreams ( 963hz x slowed x reverb )

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