Lyrics: Sam Barber/Joe Becker
Music: Sam Barber/Joe Becker
Producer: Joe Becker/Sam Barber
Hold on, I'm diving in even though I know we've just begin
It's all dark when I'm drunk alone, but I feel your breath through the dial of this phone
Walked in with a severed head, and now I'm taking every chance I get
Just to be the one you think of when you're low
And I don't know where this goes
But I see a fire on the mountain, and it feels I'm finally whole
The more I hope, the more I fold
See, I don't need money, dear, I'll just hold you when I'm broke
Hold on, make this make sense, I'm on my hands and knees again
Deep down in my shaken chest, I just hate myself for the things I ain't said
Walked out with a lock on my mouth, see, I think it all but nothing comes out
I just hope you can read through my mind someday
And I don't know where this goes
But I see a fire on the mountain, and it feels I'm finally whole
The more I hope, the more I fold
See, I don't need money, dear, I'll just hold you when I'm broke
Are we moving fast like a drunk ridden cab, or am I dreaming on my own?
I don't know where this goes
But I see a fire on the mountain, and it feels I'm finally whole
The more I hope, the more I fold
See, I don't need money, dear, I'll just hold you when I'm broke
Recording Assistant: Lake Wilkinson
Acoustic Guitar: Sam Barber/Seth Taylor
Recording: Tyler Bryan
Drums: Kevin McGowan
Vocals: Sam Barber
Fiddle: Luisa Marion
Percussion: Joe Becker
Bass: Phil Anthony
Electric Guitar: Luc Nyhus/Sam Barber
Mastering Engineer: Dave Huffman
Mixing Engineer: Ryan Hewitt