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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weather Station
Performer
Tamara Lindeman
Lead Vocals
Marcus Paquin
Drums
Joseph Shabason
Synthesizer
Drew Jurecka
Violin
James Elkington
Electric Guitar
Kieran Adams
Drums
Philippe Melanson
Drums
Jim Elkington
Guitar
Karen Ng
Saxophone
Ben Whitely
Bass Guitar
Ben Boye
Piano
Sam Amidon
Banjo
Nik Tjelios
Banjo
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tamara Lindeman
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tamara Lindeman
Co-Producer
Marcus Paquin
Co-Producer
Joseph Lorge
Mixing Engineer
Julian Decorte
Recording Engineer
Joseph Shabason
Additional Engineer
Drew Jurecka
Additional Engineer
James Elkington
Additional Engineer
João Carvalho
Mastering Engineer
Nik Tjelios
Additional Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
What this dirty old thing?
Can't you see that it's broken? It won't hold anything
You said in your anger and pain
Impatiently waving towards everything
[Verse 2]
All the memories and stories
The gifts that you got
Ragged and ancient
Smelling of rot
[Verse 3]
Well I can't say I blame you, what else can I do?
A bad education got ahold of you
The story was thick and you fell right through
You know, it happened to me before it happened to you
[Verse 4]
Oh, but put up your aerials
Your lips or your skin
No matter how jangled
Signals come in
And all light passes over everything
You were touched by as much of it as anything
[Verse 5]
I don't make the rules, I just watch them unfurl
Like smoke always rising from the fires of the world
You were dousing your fields in a chemical rain
You were cutting my arm to transcend your own pain
[Verse 6]
Oh, but God is a mirror, everything is
Come a little nearer, everything slips
Silver unknown from the lens of your eye
As if into a pool, back up again to rise
[Verse 7]
And come back at you, doubled in size
Something so of you you can't recognize
The dreams and nightmares you tried to pry
With harsh tools and levers straight out of the sky
[Verse 8]
God is a mirror, everything is
I don't know why it's just the way that it is
But all light passes, it falls straight down
You don't know you receive it like the grass on the ground
Written by: Tamara Lindeman