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Seattle, WA singer songwriter Josh Jensen paints from a broad palette. From shimmering acoustic folk to in-the-pocket blues-rock, he captures listeners with the beguiling combination of honeyed vocals and literate, painterly lyricism. New single “Birdhouse” is an energetic and danceable summer song featuring Matthew O’Toole on the mandolin and bass and a small horn section featuring Alex Capron (saxophone) and Evan Earhart (trombone). “This song is based on a poem I penned around 2005,” explains Jensen. “Putting that poem to music really gave the story life, and I was excited to bring some friends into the studio to turn this into a real summer jam.” Engineered by Luke Rain Artwork by Joshua Stomberg lyrics Never thought I'd fly again To this side of town I'm picking up the pieces Till they're all found The shrapnel of this bomb you sent Will be made whole Juxtapose catastrophe Into laughter for my soul And we fear and we hold on To the song And we're near to the places We left off I start to hear the whispers, and find it's The birdhouse I'm in And we ease a little closer, to end up Where we begin Always thought I'd fly again To this side of town The pieces of my heart Still scattered around Why does serendipity always Come falling down like rain From clouds spun high above In whimsical refrain And we fear and we hold on To the song And we're near to the places We left off And my blood turns whiskey Into wine And this heart still beats While I am dying I start to hear the whispers, and find it's The birdhouse I'm in And we ease a little closer, to end up Where we begin I start to hear the whispers, and find it's The birdhouse I'm in And we ease a little closer, to end up Where we begin