Written by Nina Persson and Niclas Frisk

LYRICS
Here’s my prayer, I’m getting nowhere
I’m stepping up the stairs but falling behind
I’m a one man show that nobody knows
My body sure knows, I’m wondering why
I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry
Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Here’s my weep, I’m digging too deep
I do believe in lies, I’ve got everything to hide
I’m young, I’m old, I do what I’m told
Cut open, unfold, but there’s nothing inside
I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is still a little love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry
Hey child you dance too loud
Here is your limit
I can’t go on singing this song
That the angels will not hear
The world is a hole from all that I stole
But there is so much love in here
Few things will last, I did it too fast
But I’m learning to cry
Don’t be a stepping stone
Get it all out, deliver it
Here’s my plead, my never ending repeat
I’m a circular cry baby with no one to trust
I’m restless and mad and anciently sad
If someone wants to kill me go ahead but make it fast

CREDITS
Nina Persson: Voice
Kevin March: Drums
Clayton Doley: Bass pedals
Niclas Frisk: Electric guitar
Nathan Larson: Guitar, optigan
Mark Linkous: Piano, electric guitar, casio
Alan Weatherhead: Electric guitar
Scott Minor: Sample programming
Paul Watson: Cornet
Jess Hoffa: Saw
Todd Vos: Pro tools

PRODUCTION
Produced by Mark Linkous
Executive producer: Nina Persson
Recorded at Silence, Europa, EMI, Bearsville, Sound Of Music and Water Music
Engineered by Alan Weatherhead and Pontus Olsson
Assisted by Geoff Sanoff and Damien
Mixed by Mark Linkous, Alan Weatherhead and Nina Persson
Mastered by Bjorn Engelmann at Cutting Room

RELEASES
A Camp: A Camp CD