lyrics:
my feet are cold my head is wired
out underneath the Judas tree
is an absentee

his eyes are old his head is tired
all pooled up in the fallen leaves
is all he’s seen

these winding years will turn to grey
not knowing what I’m waiting for
what I’m waiting for
these whitened faces turn away 
each one no more than a corpse
more than a corpse

my head grows bald my heart grows tired
not knowing what I’m waiting for
just wait some more

so I stick around and light a fire 
and think “someone was here before” 
here before

judas tree (rough 1st Draft)

San Diego, CA

BANDCAMP: Clevertone Jones

clevertonejones.bandcamp.com

I live on an island.
I make dreamy, vaguely nautical pop in my room.

listen on bandcamp. support small artists. contact me if you want to hear any of the songs that used to be here and i will email you a file <3 s.

judas tree (rough 1st Draft)

Possum Kid