Nicolas Cage in Cold Places

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The smell of smoke arrived well before me, watching the birth of stars and knowing that eventually. With a flick of ash (hoping it's my last) they will cross, and crash, and fall into the sea. I have tendencies to drift away. I'm always drowning and won't let you feel the same

We broke into an abandoned house.
Painted Canaries on the walls.
Such sweet warnings sung in harmony.
No chance we'd hear the building fall

Climb my branches (Check my leaves) are they the color that you're looking for? Well autumn's coming soon dear (put to rest all your fears) i'm still waiting on your's. maybe you'll this shade much more.

Keep the calendar close, Cut me open, Count the rings.
Can you feel the wind cease me to sing.

We planted seeds up on the hillside.
(With the promise of rain)
The soil reluctantly agreed.
What would be blossom turned to mourning.
Sunflowers don't grow under trees.

Love me long enough to leave a scar to color in. I'll paint it blue and gold and show it off to all my friends. Love me long enough to leave a scar to color in. I'll paint it blue and gold and show it off to all my friends.
(I don't expect you to go, I don't expect you to stay. The smell of smoke on my breath, and your voice in the rain)
(Am I strong enough to let this go? Am I strong enough? Am I strong enough?)

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from The Way Things Used To Be, released March 8, 2016
Lyrics: Joshua Edward Jones

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Photos by: Sean O'Day

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