NEW ALBUM OUT NOW
Video Concept/Story: Olga Yatsenko
Director of Photography: Pedro Correa
Gaffers: Kevin Torres and Fabio Frey
Key Grip: Soheil Mosharraf
Actress: Jennalyn Ponraj
Colorist: Andres Solorzano
Production Assistant: Hayden Parker
Director/Editor/Producer: Charlie Wolf
The Small Calamities: Charlie Wolf, Hayden Parker, Christian Kalafut, Bobby Victor
==== Song Credits: ====
performed by the small calamities
written, produced, edited, and arranged by charlie wolf
FOR THE SMALL CALAMITIES:
charlie wolf - vocals, acoustic/electric guitar
hayden parker - drums
christian kalafut - bass
ADDITIONAL STUDIO PERSONNEL:
bobby victor - synth
john elliott - harmonies
teresa tuan - harmonies
fernando reyes - mixing assistant
recorded mostly at the sauna studio and lolalabs.
tracking engineered by taylor crommie, jess fenton, and charlie wolf.
additional vocal editing by ivan berger and logan heftel.
mixed by michael h. brauer at brauer sound studios in new york.
single version mastered by logan heftel in los angeles.
special thanks to bay area rapid transit for providing high quality samples.
===== Lyrics =====
take those flowers from your hair, this is oakland.
i was broke beyond repair, but you were open.
if there's gonna be a flame, then you just set the world on fire… so take those flowers from your hair, this is everything we knew.
cinderella, please forgive me! i'm wide awake, you're barely dreaming, and i can't sleep til i get your colors all out of my head.
cinderella, please believe me: i'm trying to change, so won't you let me? i'm not ready to get your colors all out of my head.
they say november's gonna come, well i am ready for a fight.
take no credit for your sins, just keep it empty.
there's a little piece of you on the dashboard of my car… sometimes i think about walking into traffic, screaming out your name, and waiting for the dam to break.
cinderella, please forgive me! i'm running scared across your garden and i can't stop til i get your colors all out of my head.
cinderella, run and chase me… it's getting late, i know you're weary but i'm not ready to get your colors all out of my head.
and the radio was telling me it's gonna change, or maybe i should try to get some sleep.
i saw you listening to death cab on the internet, i guess it's nice to know you're also sad.
cinderella, don't forsake me—i know it's dumb, but we're still breathing… i know i've tried to get your colors all out of my head.
cinderella, please forget me—i'm giving up, i'm tired of asking, and maybe this way i'll get your colors all out of my head.