The New Age​/​Smoke Signals (Radio Edit)

by Jory Avner

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The New Age is a single from the upcoming album Far & Away.

Smoke Signals is a single from the upcoming album Far & Away.

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released August 27, 2017

Jory Avner: Piano, Guitar, Vocals, Production, Arrangement, Bass, Composition
Rob Hintz: Lead Guitar
Marissa Fandel: Vocals
Matt Kase: Bass

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Jory Avner Chicago, Illinois

Jory Avner is a singer-songwriter based out of Chicago, Illinois. By blending highly stylized lyricism and guitar with synth/rock soundscapes, he strives to create an atmosphere that is both deeply textured, thought-provoking, introspective, and yet succinct in terms of narratives. ... more

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Track Name: The New Age
I shrug my shoulders at the new wave.
Drink a little in the day.
kick my feet up on a long chaise
sleep off everything I can.

Think I wound up in the wrong place
When I stole home base.
I never think about the long game
When I need a place to land.

It's all right to be bad sometimes
To get a little peace of mind.

There's a lightning on the water front.
A fire in the west.
And you, and I, I guess.

I take up arms against the new age,
smoke a little for the taste.
I only travel at my own pace,
stumbling down the barrio.

I’m always wearing such a long face.
Drifting out to space.
While Serpent charmers in a failed state
are playing on the radio.

It's all right to be bad sometimes
To get a little peace of mind.

There's a black out in the gallery.
A murmur in my chest.
And you, and I, I guess.
Track Name: Smoke Signals
She pines, the times,
have been dramatic.
Those smoke signals still rolling
off the hill

Down Sherman ave,
where she lights her cigarette.
It's been a while,
but she still got time to kill.

Every station plays
the same old static.
The backseat dreamers
drive to drinking songs.

Up the way,
well, I used to know a quiet place.
But someone had come and claimed it
while I was gone.

From the corner bars to the windowsill,
those distant stars, and little wishing wells.
She's wagging a crooked finger at the lord.
Saying I’ll get mine, my friend,
when you get yours.

She pines
and pines, but it ain't no-one's fault.
There's just nothing here
for your kind after all.

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