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The Winter Set

by Joseph Downes

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1.
In a wave of faceless expressions, your smile irradiates. Bringing fire to this desolate place and in a consequence creates. A place in which we can both exist acceptant of each others regrets. So I'm begging please, honey I'm begging please, please take away all of our frets. But behind that smile oh I can see the innocent that wants out, but nobody cares, no nobody cares about the girl who kills all of our doubt. Your fire-y hair now faded to embers underneath all of our shame, you look for a reason you look for a scapegoat but honey you are too late. 'Cause you are to blame, and it's a shame. You are to blame, and it's a shame. You smoke that cigarette like the smoke will hate your face, but everyone knows that you're the girl to which everybody can relate. You think of your life as a curse and you shout to the clouds in vain, you hold your hands up high and hope the gods will listen to your pain. But behind that smile oh I can see the innocent that wants out, but nobody cares, no nobody cares about the girl who kills all of our doubt. Your fire-y hair now faded to embers underneath all of our shame, you look for a reason you look for a scapegoat but honey you are too late. 'Cause you are to blame, and it's a shame. You are to blame, and it's a shame.
2.
Oh-ho, I was going to write this song for you girl, before you broke my heart and chucked it off of the world. Now there's not a day when I don't sit and wonder, could we have been happily ever after? You're just a whisper in the wind, you're a whisper that comes to no end. You're a whisper in the wind, a whisper that breathes Yasmin. And, as the moon dances across the forbidden sea, will thou take arte and will arte take thee? To join in holy matrimony, but all you wanted me to be I could not be. You're just a whisper in the wind, you're a whisper that comes to no end. You're a whisper in the wind, a whisper that breathes Yasmin.
3.
It's been only two days since I learned your name, and a day after that til I staked my claim. You looks are renowned, your eyes are profound, I've lost my way 'round your heart of clowns. Your hips are around me, your eyes are astounding, baby can't you see that we are meant to be. And now, I tear my heart out, 'cause you are not next to me where you are meant to be. And I'm sick of asking nicely, get out of my head before my eyes turn dead. When our eyes locked you could feel my veins, and it's amazing how we're one and the same. We smile the same way, you lay where I lay, I honestly can't tell if we're both made from clay. You'd die if I died, you've seen my dark side, baby can't you see that we are meant to be. And now, I tear my heart out, 'cause you are not next to me where you are meant to be. And I'm sick of asking nicely, get out of my head before my eyes turn dead.
4.
Together in December now out in the freezing weather I cry. Just like how the rain falls from the sky. And much like the days that follow, like the bone-white wing of a swallow, you pass us by. Without so much as a nod or a fair goodbye. 'Cause you're the women of the world, the taker of hearts and collector of pearls. And I might have even found it funny, but it was my heart you broke and now the weather never gets sunny. But if you could open up your eyes, you'd realize that I'm not a very bad guy. But you, you could never see, you kept me waiting down by the willow tree. Typecast ain't what I am. You say I'm half a man upon the stars You'll never make it big in this land of fat cats and cigars. But I know what I am. I'm part of a much bigger plan. That doesn't, that doesn't involve you. 'Cause you're the women of the world, the taker of hearts and collector of pearls. And I might have even found it funny, but it was my heart you broke and now the weather never gets sunny. But if you could open up your eyes, you'd realize that I'm not a very bad guy. But you, you could never see, you kept me waiting down by the willow tree.

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Recorded over those cold winter-y nights. Four songs filled with emotion and tales of wonder. Please feel free to listen to the album for nothing, any purchases of the album will be greatly appreciated. Thank you so much!

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released March 28, 2013

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Joseph Downes London, UK

Hello listeners. You have now stumbled onto my realm of story-telling. My name is Joseph Downes, a bard of some sorts who likes to share his stories through the medium of song. Please, feel free to share your thoughts on my songs.

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