Everything’s suspended on the surface
of a bubble filled with air
we all just pretended we were
separate and solid and scared
I’m in on a secret
I can’t believe is true
I knew I should go
into the field with you
Let’s go out to the field
where we can’t tell if anything’s real
grab all the blankets you’ll find
let’s go lie in the field tonight
We are like cities
our tunnels and alleys
are quiet at night
our bodies are busy
rebuilding the bridges
we cross in the light
The streetlights are glowing
out of your eyes
let’s get back to the dark
and wander outside
Let’s go out to the field
where we can’t tell if anything’s real
we’ll feel better outside
it is cold, but it’s clear and bright
credits
from Portal,
released February 25, 2014
Vocals/guitar: Jon Mitchell
Vocals: Ariel Root Wolpe
Piano: Nat Rosenzweig
Bass: Michael Feinberg
Drums: Kirk Benttinen
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