Merch: http://riserecords.merchnow.com/catalogs/dave-hause
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(Music by Dave Hause, Lyrics by Dave and Tim Hause)
Maybe next year is the line that you hear
In the city I got stuck waiting
For something to give, so tentative
That mantra I just keep saying
Everyone around this cold hard town
Has a dream that they can't seem to quite run down
Your car gets towed or you run out of road
You learn how to fight but The Flinch just grows
But I don't want to look back now
Regret is like a street beat down
It keeps you on your knees
The ringing of that broken bell
It always seems to cast a spell
I know I flinched before
I ain't flinching anymore
She came along like one of those songs
That you hear and you can't stop singing
The Flinch started in like a phantom limb
That broken bell's always ringing
But I don't want to look back now
Or waste a lyric about leaving town
Her face is all I see (she's waiting by the sea)
The ringing of that broken bell
It always seems to cast a spell
I was young and I flinched before
I ain't flinching anymore
Always stuck in my own way
Always falling down
Her song's the home I want to stay
It's like a brand new sound
Directed and edited by Mike Gill - www.circumVision.net
Shot by Mike Gill and Mike Ragone