Jesse Stewart covers "Informer" by Snow & "Reckoning Song" by Asaf Avidan | The CRAWSPACE | 03/17/17

‪@JesseStewartfilm‬ covers ‪@AsafAvidan‬ and ‪@SnowDKO1‬
Recorded in Vancouver, BC March 17, 2017
Directed by Brianne Nord-Stewart
Videography by Riel McGuire & Brianne Nord-Stewart
Edited by Brianne Nord-Stewart
Special thank you to Natalie Catherine & Mat Gilroy
LYRICS
No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said that I was sure
But rich men can't imagine poor
But one day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could've told
Said one day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could've told
Well little me and little you
Yeah, doing all the things they do
Like I can never think it through
Like I can never think you're true
But, here I go again the blame
The guilt, the hurt, the pain, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
That's stuck in heavy clouds of rain
But one day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could've told
I said, one day baby we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories, we could've told
No more tears, my heart is dry
I don't laugh and I don't cry
I don't think about you all the time
But when I do, I wonder why
You have to go out of my door
And leave just like you did before
I know I said I was sure
Rich men can't imagine poor
But one day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could've told
One day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
Think of all the stories that we could've told
Little me and little you
Doing all the things they do
I can never think it through
Like I can never think you're true
But, here I go again the blame
The hurt, the guilt the pain, the shame
The founding fathers of our plane
Stuck in heavy clouds of rain
But one day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
Think of all the stories that we could've told
One day baby, we'll be old
Baby we'll be old
And think of all the stories that we could've told