From the recording Summer's Morning
Co-written by Haley Sarfeld and Anthea Feaver
Anthea Feaver - voice, guitar
Haley Sarfeld - voice
Jason Mercer - bass, engineering & mixing
Liam Cole - drums
Devon Runions - tuba
Philip Shaw Bova - mastering
Lyrics
Don’t hide your eyes, the sky is coming down
Brace your head and neck against the roaring sound
A wave of waste hits, are you saved or have you drowned
The whole world’s bringing you down
This world is bringing you down
The whole world’s bringing you down, down, down
I pinch my pennies from this daylight dream to wake
Difficult game to play when propped up on a stake
Bleeding out just trying to make minimum wage
The whole world’s bringing me down
This world is bringing me down
The whole world’s bringing me down, down, down
From fractured feet the passersby avert their gaze
Won’t waste a wave to greet the girl who missed her train
Can’t come to terms, won’t grant a woman’s choice in fate
The whole world’s bringing her down
This world is bringing her down
The whole world’s bringing her down, down, down
Old man sits tethered to his polyester throne
His bones since settled for this chair, no more to roam
Until he’s torn out in a tide of styrofoam
And the whole world’s bringing him down
This world is bringing him down
The whole world’s bringing him down, down, down
Brutal blossoms bloodied by a blue monsoon
We leave our children budding in the ides of June
Betraying tender tales from old calendar’s strewn
Of the world we’re leaving to drown
This world we’re leaving to drown
The world we’re leaving to drown, drown, drown