Music Video
Music Video
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Gladie
Performer
Miles Ziskind
Drums
Augusta Koch
Lead Vocals
Matt Schimelfenig
Keyboards
Allegra Anka
Bass Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Augusta Koch
Songwriter
Matt Schimelfenig
Songwriter
Sean Bonnette
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Augusta Koch
Producer
Matt Schimelfenig
Producer
Sean Bonnette
Producer
Lyrics
Our calling card: "it is what it is"
We turned back into kids held up by legs
And we were waiting for the chaos to end
Searching for the eyes of our old friends
Can't write an epilogue with nothing to say
Every word's failure, that's the word of the day
On this otherwise average Tuesday
Or any otherwise average Tuesday
Fear is nipping at our heels again
Do we run away from it or greet it as a friend?
Untethered, unhinged, or deranged
All the words for the world or the torturous brain
A flower grows in a crack in the pave
Meant to be wild and brave
I'll follow you into the cloud of unknowing
Time stands still but the wind's still blowing
Searching in a formless abyss
I hear myself call out your name
Fear is nipping at our heels again
Do we run away from it or greet it as a friend?
Follow you into the cloud of unknowing
Time still stands still and the wind is still blowing
I wonder how this will change you
Will your softness remain true?
When there's no problems left to solve
Nothing left to fix
When you're not scanning for the exits
Not assessing risk
When there's no problems left to solve
Nothing left to fix
When you're not scanning for the exits
Not assessing risk
When there's no problems left to solve
Nothing left to fix
When you're not scanning for the exits
Not assessing risk
Fear is nipping at our heels again
Do we run away from it or greet it as a friend?
And when it catches up to us like we knew the whole time
Will it destroy us as we're begging for our lives
Do we release it and forgive it for its crimes?
Written by: Augusta Koch, Matt Schimelfenig, Sean Bonnette