• David Bentley - cello
• David Bryson - drums
• Elio DeLuca - wurlitzer, piano, glockenspiel, percussion
• Joseph Marrett - banjo, tambourine
• Brian Rutledge - trumpet, trombone
• Ryan Walsh - vocals, guitar
• Nicholas Giadone Ward - bass
• Mike Fiore - backing vocals

You scribbled down these words for me:
“take your place in the garden”
I took it up with bourbon to decipher in the top of a tree
With boredom comes no more burden
But a price is paid regardless
Nostalgia held hostage in the wings, you know it’s just for the show
If you ever
Care to collapse
If you ever come to
You should know
You should know
What I did in LA
Where I lived in Dallas
Why I left New York
& What occurred in Boise
So if you ever care to collapse
And if you ever come to

So keep it all under your hat
Or other appropriate expressions
Cuz winter’s like a boxing match
Televised but turned down low
I’ve got my finger on your position
Your voice, your keys, and direction
Cuz any old psychic can tell you everything is a sign
So If you ever
Care to collapse
If you ever come to
You should know
You should know
What I did in LA
Where I lived in Dallas
Why I left New York
& What occurred in Boise
I feel like something ghostly
If you were here so would you
So would you