Lyrics and music, Susan Applewhaite @socan2018
producers, James Applewhaite, Andrew Aldridge
guitars, Susan Applewhaite
guitars, drums, effects, Andrew Aldridge
bass, James Applewhaite
drums, James Applewhaite

Lyrics

Lights sweeping down this empty lane,
Broken swings and stacks of tires.
Here carnies used to run their games,
Now it's just ghosts and fireflies.
And I'm standing on the edge of
Such a small mistake.
Smoke curling through this burned out wreck,
Stars curling round your face.
We're dancing round the point of no regret,
Sighing softly into space.
And I'm standing on the edge of
Such a small mistake.
Like a pulse, like the sea,
I'll follow you, you'll follow me.
Like my heart's been broken free.
And I'm standing on the edge of.