Misha Bittleston: Vocals, Drum Programming, Keys, Synths, Background Guitar, Effects, String Arrangement, Park Recordings, etc.
Gerardo Giraldo: Acoustic Guitar, Semi-Acoustic Guitar, Electric Guitar and Bass
Adam Benham: Additional Drums
Recorded, edited and arranged by Misha Bittleston, Dave Ahl, Gerardo Giraldo and Jon Bell at Apartment Four The Future, Brooklyn.
Mixed by Pablo Arraya at Audio Piranha, Brooklyn, New York
Mastered by Mark Wilder at Battery Mastering Studios, NYC
Design by Sue Walsh
LYRICS:
People layered on people, layered on lives piled, lives piled into sky
People layered on lives piled, lives piled into sky
People layered on lives piled, lives piled into sky
Maybe they are one mile high
These sparkling places
Grew out of a needle park
A graveyard for the poor
A broken windows theory
For every hungry soul
A voice to end a war
The future was here
Majestic crystals built like jewels
Electric beauty the park is lit
Majestic crystals built like jewels
Electric cruelty the park is lit up
By galaxies of lives in the air
By this powerful emptiness
This powerful emptiness
This powerful emptiness
This powerful emptiness
An island in the lie
An island in the lights
We are harsh blaring humans
Against strident calls
We're replacing sticks with stones
We're the unnaturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the unnatural
Built like giants growing lands
That turn a galaxy round and round
A mouth for earth to kiss the sky
The city beats and blares against the scene
The planes above are flying by
To pause between two glittering places
Nature can't lose
Nature can't lose
Nature can't lose
Nature can't lose
Can't lose
Can't lose
In love with air
When in the grass sweet voices talk
And strains of tiny music swell
From every moss cup of the rock
From every nameless blossom's bell*
We're the unnaturals
We're the all naturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the all naturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the all naturals
We're the unnaturals
We're the all naturals
We're the unnaturals
Soft hearts flutter against hard minds
On an island in the lights tonight
I'm drowning in air
Still sleep with a bear
