Clear out the path now
Let snow hit the streets
Let bygones be bygones
Let the ceased be deceased
I put my best foot forward
I put my foot in my mouth
One shot in the arm and one shot in the dark
And I won't make her back hurt
And I hold what is true
And in time we're bound to discover
Summer days are through
Three times a week
Go run through the park
A normal well being
An e-mail account
And I'll wear the dirtiest jeans
And I'll take the weirdest of dreams
If all is for nothing
I'll take nothing at all
And I won't make her back hurt
And I hold what is true
And in time we're bound to discover
Summer days are through
credits
from Onwards,
released March 11, 2011
Song by Roy Rieck and Idan Rabinovici
Arrangement by Acollective
Mixed by Chris Shaw
Mastered by Will Quinell at Sterling Sound, NY
Produced by Mr. Chris Shaw and Acollective
Artwork by Julian Mapmaker
Digital Design by Anna Reingewertz