Rob Heath - Drums
Matt Clohesy - Bass
Kate Vargas - Acoustic guitar, lead and background vocals
Dimitri Moderbacher - Bowed upright bass
David Bakamjian - Cello
Dan Siegler - Electric guitar, wurlitzer electric piano, programming

Lyrics

Go on tell the jumpers
That it’s not far to fall
Go on tell the lovers
That it won’t hurt at all
Now naked and netless
Our seats have been sold
Arms outstretched, chest meets chest
Hold

And the Catcher leaves you
And the Catcher leaves you

Reach for it Baby
There’s no time to swing
Trust in another
Is a dangerous thing
Now feet from the platform
In a moment of grace
Before the crowd,
You think you’ve found your
Place

And the Catcher leaves you
And the Catcher leaves you

The physics of flying and falling don’t interest me, don’t interest me none
For what I am lacking in strength I make up for in, make up for in
Momentum

Go on tell the jumpers
That it’s not far to fall
Go on tell the lovers
That it won’t hurt at all
The catcher’s gonna leave me
But I am never gonna fall