Anna: vocals, organ, piano, guitar, keyboards
Charlie Dresser: drums
Sean Barrett: bass

Lyrics

On the edge of a knife we climb our way up towards the sun
And we speculate on the nature of science and god
To the weight of all things
There's no prophet we need
Heed the infinite call
Between science and god
The curious drive to open our eyes to the one, the wonderment
All that we find and all that we hope to unearth, on earth
To the weight of all things
There's no prophet we need
Heed the infinite call
Between science and god
Each day begins we open ourselves to the light
The light or dark path that we take when separate love from hate
of ourselves, our cells, and the
To the weight of all things
There's no prophet we need
Heed the infinite call
Between science and god.