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Tumbling Down

Contemporary Jazz

Tumbling Down was released on October 17, 2025 by Ropeadope as a part of the album Never Would We

Song Details

AlbumNever Would We

Release DateOctober 17, 2025

LabelRopeadope

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Bright Dog Red

Performer

Tyreek Jackson

Guitar

Tim Lefebvre

Bass Guitar

Joseph Michael Pignato

Joseph Michael Pignato

Drums

Cody Davies

Programming

Randall Horton

Vocals

Matthew Joseph Coonan

Matthew Joseph Coonan

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Tyreek Jackson

Songwriter

Tim Lefebvre

Songwriter

Joseph Michael Pignato

Joseph Michael Pignato

Songwriter

Cody Davies

Songwriter

Randall Horton

Songwriter

Christian Black

Christian Black

Songwriter

Matthew Joseph Coonan

Matthew Joseph Coonan

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Joseph Michael Pignato

Joseph Michael Pignato

Producer

Lyrics

tumbling down tumbling down

amplified by the darkness this no light

only an illumination of the voices who speak

the language of the unseen

intricate patterns swept up in

the current’s fabric of (us)

a false awakening into another dream

when all the structures

come tumbling down

only then begins the rebirth

of melody, of sound

tumbling down tumbling down

Iso mind I hear my echo

with a delay, these caves

give me replay to thoughts

I'm thinkin these days we play

algorithm games that feel like

brain reads, it's the same ones

that have a tendency to lead to

brain rot

When the heart read what the

brain beat do the pain stop? But

we console nickel-diming them

at Game Stop, but that's the

same stock that make the nerds

rich as a porn star,

that's the destiny you gotta deal with

if you a born star

This shit got every right to go left

like when your brain and your heart don't connect,

looking in the mirror but you ain't got reflection,

your body rejected,

a sicker scene with the fire come correct it,

I put a beam to your bind and I blessed it,

You think I'm reading your mind no detection?

I'll put a seed in your spine like a stem cell, sheesh

I could put a dream in your mind,

I could put a theme in your eye

I can feel the freedom decide,

I could feel your freedom inside

And if you bear arms for this legacy,

the switch turn a bitch into swiss cheese,

the melody a felony or a misdemeanor.

No need for a phoenix rebirth,

I just

plead to sow seeds in the cleanest green earth

as I stir

little something like

sauce on a Sunday, get

lost on a one-way trip to my Freudian ship

I mean,

slip,

I mean

get a grip by any means

of these

pitiful, petty dreams in

heavy streams of

subconscious monsters

drip—

drip-drip-dripping to a

pot of lobsters

I’m boiling,

I’m hot

I’m bubblin’-bubblin’

they told me

keep the peace out

and keep running that trouble in

so now I’m

tumbling

I’m tumbling

I’m tumbling

I’m tumbling down—

I’m tumbling

Well alright, back at ya!

while a sundial splays the world’s

hieroglyphics, the word of god gets caught

in the scene and thereby an express

train barrels uptown. on full display

society’s microcosm of humanoids

through the turnstile [enter] they did

not knowing a destination is a state

of being or a stasis of sound in motion

through unseen tunnels—bridges built

connect articulations of movement

overground against the rail’s drone

one decibel at a time; the humans [exit]

onto an escalator single file upstairs

they scatter into an anonymous future

mathematics or religion can’t explain.

Written by: Christian Black, Cody Davies, Joseph Michael Pignato, Matthew Joseph Coonan, Randall Horton, Tim Lefebvre, Tyreek Antoine Jackson

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