I Don't Wanna Go To Heaven

Giving Up On That

NATE SMITH

If I Could Stop Loving You

Gone With Whiskey

Can't Take The Dogs

Drinkin' Buddies

Dance With You

Dance With You (Acoustic)

I Am

White cheddar warriors

It feels like just yesterday the sun was near,
Summer raced past, bright and clear.
Golden days with laughter, the world alive,
Now the cold wind cuts and I barely survive.

I wasn’t ready for the season’s fall,
This northern silence, it drowns me all.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
But I’m trapped in shadows, frozen through,
Dreaming of a life meant for me and you.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

I remember spring when the birds all sang,
Sweet blue skies, how the daylight rang.
Now all I hear is the ruthless wind,
It chills my bones, it breaks me within.

Your pictures show me another place,
Like a movie scene, full of grace.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
But I’m trapped in shadows, frozen through,
Dreaming of a life meant for me and you.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

I’ve never belonged in this northern land,
Snow and silence, I can’t withstand.
I’m tired, I’m broken, I’m losing ground,
But in your warmth my soul is found.

When I close my eyes, I see you there,
Crystal seas and sunlight in your hair.
If we could escape, if we could be free,
Life as it’s meant, just you and me.
Don’t let the fire fade, don’t let it die,
I’m terrified love will pass us by.

So promise me, even through the pain,
You won’t forget me, you’ll call my name.

CRYSTAL SEAS, FROZEN SKIES

Produced by Mark Xenophontos

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos

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Nostalgia's bleeding out
Blockbuster's dead and cold
Netflix killed our Friday nights
Stories left untold

Hollow souls and hearts for sale
I remember better days

When you could touch, when you could feel
With your hands something real
Now the static fills my head
But hope ain't buried, love's not dead

Hollywood feeds us their lies
Auto-tune and compromise
Plastic skin and vacant stares
Nobody really cares

Lost and searching, truth grows pale
I remember simpler ways

When you could touch, when you could feel
With your hands something real
Now the static fills my head
But hope ain't buried, love's not dead

Remember when we burned so bright
Before they stole our Friday nights
Now I'm screaming through the void
For something they can't destroy
Something they can't destroy

I still touch, I still feel
With these hands something real
Cut the static from my head
Hope ain't buried, love's not dead
Hope ain't buried, love's not dead

Something real, something real
Love's not dead, love's not dead
Something real, love's not dead
Something real

Love's Not Dead

Gone With Whiskey

Dylan Wolfe

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