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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Phish
Performer
Trey Anastasio
Guitar
Béla Fleck
Banjo
Mike Gordon
Bass Guitar
Jon Fishman
Drums
Page McConnell
Keyboards
Dave Grippo
Saxophone
James Harvey
Trombone
David Gusakov
Violin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Herman
Songwriter
Tom Marshall
Songwriter
Trey Anastasio
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trey Anastasio
Producer
John Siket
Mixing Engineer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Bryce Goggin
Producer
Lyrics
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Vanessa calls me on the phone
Reminding me I'm not alone
I fuss and quake and cavitate
I try to speak and turn to stone
Tilly reaches through my vest
To do the thing that she does best
She probes and tears my ventricles
Steals my one remaining breath
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Stumbling as I fall from Grace
She needs my vision to replace
Her ailing sight throughout the night
Leaving two holes in my face
Mary was a friend I'd say
'Til one summer day
She borrowed everything I owned
And then simply ran away,
Things are falling down on me
Heavy things I could not see
When I finally came around
Something small would pin me down
When I try to step aside
I move to where they'd hoped I'd be
Writer(s): Scott Herman, Tom Marshall, Trey Anastasio
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