Winter

by Cassidy Dickens

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"Think of me every time the snow falls." Those were the last words you said to me, my love, And so for years, I stared out of my window Wondering if you were somewhere up above. And it's been so long, lover, since you've been gone — Feel that same pain each December. I know you meant well when you said You hoped I'd always remember, (Chorus) But it doesn't snow in San Francisco. Though I can't forget your face, I had to get away. I think you know It doesn't snow in San Francisco, So my heart doesn't have to break Each time the cold wind blows. (Ohhh....) Could not forget the snowflakes on your eyelids The day they closed to kiss me sweet goodbye, And so for years, my eyes too scared to open Have hardly seen the sun still shining bright. And it's been so long, lover, since I've been home — Longer still since I last kissed you. Though I'm so far from where you are, Nothing can make me forget you. (Chorus) But it doesn't snow in San Francisco. Though I've tried so many times, I can't let go. I can't let go. But it doesn't snow in San Francisco, So my heart doesn't have to break Each time the cold wind blows. (Ohhh....) Oh, it doesn't snow in San Francisco. The sea breeze comes and goes And leaves me here alone. I'm still alone. But it doesn't snow in San Francisco, So my heart doesn't have to break Each time the cold wind blows. Yeah, my heart doesn't have to break Each time it knows you're gone. (Ohhh....)
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That Winter 03:12
That winter was marked by our tellings of stories, You passing out in the girls' dormitories -- Less for romance than for drama or glory, We both knew but couldn't admit. Old fashioned bells echoed out from the belfry, Loving like Cohen couped up in The Chelsea. Mostly unwise and, for certain, unhealthy, But in far too deep to relent. (Chorus) I let you go, 'cause I knew that I had to. Knew you'd always be too hard to hold onto. I let you go and that's one thing I don't regret. That winter was marked by your shutters that clattered, Your self-proclaimed sainthood and bottles that shattered, Staying up late trying to write things that mattered, And not seeing much of success. We'd go out walking. I'd sing, "Hallelujah." You'd roll your eyes, slyly ask, "What's it to ya?" I never answered, but thought I might fool ya By smiling as if we'd been blessed. (Chorus) Then I let you go, 'cause I knew you'd go sometime. Knew you'd always be too bitter to be mine. I let you go, and that's one thing I don't regret. That winter was marked by your chilly intentions, Wishing too hard and a willing suspension Of beliefs it's probably best not to mention Considering that you never cared. Now it's been years, and I'm still settling into Singing for reasons less pure than I meant to. Cohen died three days ago, and I missed you, But just for a moment, I swear.
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Well they say in Nashville, winter's light, So aren't I looking forward To December with no ice upon the ground? A jacket's all you really need To go wherever you may please, And no one's worried what's been coming down. Well, I've been missing you for months Through rain and sunny weather, 'Cause this dream I need to chase has brought me here. So I don't care how nice it stays Down here in Music City; You're my favorite thing about this time of year. (Chorus) And what I'd give to be back home With your love and three feet of snow, Spiced wine boiling on the stove, And you there in my arms. Jack Frost nipping at your nose; Come in or catch your death of cold. Oh, things could be much worse I know, But what I'd give to be back home With your love and three feet of snow. Now please don't get me wrong -- This city's got a lot to offer From 1st to 57th Avenues. Everybody here's a dreamer, Just like everyone's a singer, And we never want for beer or barbecue. Oh, but all our wealth of neon Makes it harder still to be gone When I think back on the stars we used to watch From your porch while sipping coffee With our dogs asleep on our feet. Just us, the silent darkness, and your scotch. (Chorus) And what I'd give to be back home With your love and three feet of snow, Spiced wine boiling on the stove, And you there in my arms. Jack Frost nipping at your nose; Come in or catch your death of cold. Oh, things could be much worse I know, But what I'd give to be back home... I'll come home when all the seasons change and roads are clearer. Home where all our love is made and your heart's nearer. Home, where I can be myself And set this guitar on a shelf, And drink to good times and good health, And to the ones we miss when we're away. (Chorus) Oh, what I'd give to be back home With your love and three feet of snow, Spiced wine boiling on the stove, And you there in my arms. Jack Frost nipping at your nose; Come in or catch your death of cold. Oh, things could be much worse I know, But what I'd give to be back home With your love and three feet of snow. Oh all I'll ever need I know Is your love and three feet of snow.

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Released November 2017, Winter is a collection of original songs inspired by the chilliest time of the year.

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released November 17, 2017

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Cassidy Dickens

Breathing new life into ancient motifs, West Virginian singer songwriter Cassidy Dickens will shatter your heart and stitch you right back up again in the course of a single tune.

Merging the sincerity of folk icons like Patty Griffin with the feminine edge of artists like Alanis Morissette, Cassidy offers a romantic-but-honest perspective on classic subjects like love, home, and nostalgia.
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