• David Bentley - cello
• David Bryson - drums
• Elio DeLuca - guitar, piano, backing vocals
• Joseph Marrett - cuatro
• Brian Rutledge - trombone
• Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar
• Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass

I am the token fiend you read about in the bible
The kind that would come and ruin a miraculous scene
You had the distinct privilege of being my rival
And we took the thrill of a fight and it turned it into a creed

So call all your horses off
Sing out the names of the brave
And rise up from whence you came
And come back to reload rifles in the rain

They say that you could force a field into your vision
And unfurl a banner that reads “you are coming with me”
Don’t think too long, too hard, or ask for permission
But don’t buy the myth that nothing’s gonna get in the way

So call all your horses off
Sing out the names of the brave
And rise up from whence you came
And come back to reload rifles in the rain