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This Is Not The End

by The Fires Of

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cigarettes ash-tray white fingernails neon bright i'm not as old as i used to be what never was and never will be always you're running to stay in one place and the sideline tells you to pick up the pace and it's over i don't care anymore i don't care anymore i don't care anymore whispering seeping through memory baby blue all alone and i feel so wired and it's too too much and it's so so tired sometimes it seems like i'm holding on but it's all played out and you've moved along and it's over i don't care anymore i don't care anymore i don't care anymore puts my back up leaves my back against the wall i don't care anymore with your long, blonde hair and your eyes of blue i'm alright now what's it to you i don't care no more i don't care anymore
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Mists 06:23
Tell me your secrets and I’ll tell you mine; tell me your future and I’ll tell you all of my lies; tell me the weather you see in my face; tell me the seasons have fallen from place in the skies, but don’t you say to me “it’s all right,” I can see through this mist to your heart. Faces that turn from me—sharpening tongues. Gleefully barbed, it’s with elegant words that you stung, but don’t you say to me “it’s all right,” I can see through this mist to your heart. So I’ll remember this romance and pretend from today, we’ll go forward in our dreams ‘til the end. Tell me your future and I’ll tell you mine; tell me your secrets and nightmares and visions and lies but don’t you say to me “it’s all right,” I can see through this mist to your heart.
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Take heart, my son. Fear not, my little one. It’s only words, those cries you heard. Frozen, although fires burning, all aglow along this coast, such tiny hopes. All I want is the sweet life—some freedom, some heartbreak. I’m tired of feeling so left out, so run down, so tied in, so held back. All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, my friend! All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, again! I’m not going to pretend, it evens out in the end, but I believe in you. Trust placed; no pretense; lost hope, lost confidence. Disheartened dreams, all lost, it seems. All I want is the sweet life—some freedom, some heartbreak. I’m tired of feeling so left out, so run down, so tied in, so held back. All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, my friend! All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, again! I’m not going to pretend, it evens out in the end, but I believe in you now. I believe in you now. All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, my friend! All these hearts in riot sing into the quiet! Just sing into the quiet, again! I’m not going to pretend, it evens out in the end, but I believe in you. Take heart, my child. I’ll be home in a little while.

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released May 26, 2020

Produced by The Fires Of
Mixed by John "Wheels" Hurlbut
Mastered by Noah Mintz for Lacquer Channel

The Fires Of are: Steve Canning (vocals, guitars), Lisa DiDiodato (vocals, bass), Graeme Donnelly (vocals, guitars), Greg Heard (drums, percussion), Peyton Leung (violins)

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The Fires Of Toronto, Ontario

WARNING: Prolonged musical exposure to this Canadian indie-pop band/collective may cause addiction. Treat withdrawal with Tracks 1 through 10. Rinse. Repeat.

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