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Check out 22-year old Cole Chaney, songwriter from Catlettsburg, KY, performing his song "On Deaf Ears" in a private residence in Nashville, TN.

🔎 Cole Chaney:
Cole Chaney's music is a compilation of storytelling and introspection, seated in the roots of Appalachian culture. The subject matter of Cole's songs may venture from family stories, passed down from generation-to-generation, to the realities of growing up as a young man in modern-day Appalachia, to tales of loss and those of triumph.

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🎬Credits:
Director: Craig Hill
Editor: Craig Hill, Tom Beal
Executive Producer: Amber Christian
Producer: Tom Beal
Camera Ops: Tom Beal, Craig Hill, Michael Moen
Tracking Engineer: Kate Haldrup
Mixing Engineer: Dylan Alldredge
Mastering Engineer: Kevin Dailey
Photographer: Molly Mantlow
B-Roll: Allen Ralph
Production Assistant: Ridge Bethea

🎵Song: “On Deaf Ears” (Cole Chaney)

📝Lyrics:
I have lived a life of sorrow
I've struggled through many days of pain
Ain't felt her warmth on a winter morning
Since she left me drowning in my shame

I'm a lying man of my word
Drunken love is sober sin
This life of lies sent her walking
Into the arms of another man

On deaf ears my prayers have fallen
And there's no one to hear me cry
A broken soul, a dead man walking
But ain't no room for me in the sky

I sit and stare at an empty closet
Where all her robes, they used to hang
A hollow hole and doors left open
Seems it and me are one in the same

I stand over my empty vessel
Black liquor bag tied over his eyes
Prescription sleep in his left hand
Shell of relief landed to his right

On deaf ears my prayers have fallen
And there's no one to hear me cry
In my last hour, I've finally broken
But ain't no room for me in the sky
Ain't no room for me in the sky