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Hometowns
05:24
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They're tearing down the Paramount and we'll both shed a tear when she falls
I've emptied out my bank account for the privilege of calling this home
I've walked these streets a hundred times and can't say that I know their names
So I'm taking off, its not a crime, yea life'll carry on just the same
And I don't think that I can see a way out of this town
And I don't think that I can be the one to burn it all down
I slept in til 5 PM, and dreamed that I was running in place
Tomorrow, we'll go back again, grasp at straws, our memories erased
I feel like I know its true, this old town will stay just the same
Metamorphic through and through, til the water and sun have their way
And I don't think that I can see a way out of this town
And I don't think that I can be the one to burn it all down
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Frostbite
03:36
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Now we're at the time of year when I don't see the sun anymore
Go to work for 8:45, see the dawn then the night
And we'll suffocate in a handknitted quilt of ice and snow
I know that you don't see nothin wrong, stay inside, put a record on
And I won't be cold
Lay down my hand and fold
Just let frostbite take hold
Stay inside for four more months, I don't want a part of it all
And it's just and alcohol, another drink, another fall
Just show me photographs of the streets
See my home unrecognized, its just streetlamps in the night
And I won't be cold
Lay down my hand and fold
Just let frostbite take hold
And I won't be cold
Lay down my hand and fold
Just let frostbite take hold
Just let frostbite take hold
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3. |
Passing Through
04:13
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I woke up today, can't stand the things I used to do
Not much left to say, don't wanna go through all that's wrong with you
Trapped in my head, don't wanna lie down and forget
The one or two good things left in a wheat field of regret
Yea, sometimes love can hide the truth
Looking back in the rearview mirror, the living skies, they just seem blue
Went away for a while, thought that things would straighten out
Bout 200 miles away, I thought I knew what it was all about
I drowned in the pond, crashed right through that picket fence
Now I'm swimming with frogs, and plan to drink until it all makes sense
It feels like I've wasted all my youth
Looking back in the rearview mirror, at the better things we both could do
I woke up today, can't stand the things I used to do
Not much left to say, what's wrong with me is just what's wrong with you
Throw me out on the highway and that's where I'll lay my head
The devils I know and love, will overtake ambition in the end
Yea, sometimes life can hide the truth
Its time that we realize that we're all just people passing through
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Mosquito
05:39
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It happened outside, at dusk I took a long, long walk
I feel it inside my skin first thing
A part of me died, remember what spring will bring
All of the bites from the things you thought the winter took away
Sucking up blood, you think you need me to survive
And make it through the flood, skirt gently one last time round your demise
And I won't blame you for being cruel, you gotta keep yourself alive
Go ahead and take the only thing I knew was really mine
I pinched my skin and watched you feed
I can't help but watch it bleed
Mosquito
Mosquito
Mosquito
Mosquito
I pinched my skin and watched you feed
I can't help but watch it bleed
Mosquito
Mosquito
Mosquito
Mosquito
It happened outside, I felt my insides turn upside down
And I realized, that we may as well both have drowned
The past is past, whats done is done, its just an itch to scratch as we come undone
I'll set it aside, til my heart decides to give the blood that keeps me standing here to someone else
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5. |
Whatever's Left
05:44
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I fell asleep in the back of my car
Drive overnight to get back, chasing the stars
Looking back at the places I've been
I'm moving on, without a trace, or so it seems
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
If this is goodbye then why pretend
That all good things come to an end
The endless prairie passes by, almost unseen
Too many things on my mind, no time to dream
Can i regain what I lost, or have I changed
Did I pay too steep a cost, to stay the same
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
Put all my dreams up on a shelf
They're within reach for someone else
You might think that it's a shame
To pick up my life and start again
So fucking tired of being alone
Whatevers left I'll call it home
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6. |
Fall Guy
05:57
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The sun don't care that we try so hard
Running scared, protecting our scars
Just watch as the good life disappears
Left with a handful of souvenirs of just down and feathers
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
You believe that people can't fly
Melted wax, you say he's the fall guy
You taught me more than one way to get high
You built a labyrinth going straight to your heart
A work of cruelty and a work of art
Sail on a ship that nobody knows
Locked in a tower built by poets and prose
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
You believe that you're not the bad guy
Gotta leave, put it on standby
Just a thief, got nothing to hide
Yea I'm melting
I'm melting
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
You believe that people can't fly
Melted wax, you say he's the fall guy
You taught me more than one way to get high
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
Can't believe that you don't know why
You believe that you're not the bad guy
Gotta leave, put it on standby
Just a thief, got nothing to hide
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7. |
They've Lost Their Minds
04:26
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Its well past midnight when she comes walking through the door
He waited hours, finally passed out on the bedroom floor
Sara tiptoed lightly round the room
Steven woke up, got in bed, passed out til well past noon
He never sees her anymore
Things don't feel quite like they did before
Sara brings the groceries in through the front door
He doesn't notice her, he's seen her face 10 times or more
Steven's busy watching law and order
Impatiently waiting for the commercial to be over
He's waiting for it to resume
She retreats back to their room
Sara keeps herself awake
Thinkin that all good things can break
Scrollin through the past three years of life
Steven thinks of all the places he's been
Now hes living on whiskey and routine
Feels like hes leaving his dreams behind
They feel like this for months at a time
If this is love then they've lost their mind
They lie in bed in silence side by side
Contemplate all the things they've tried
Without a word they both drift into sleep
And dream of other people they could see
And of how great their life could be
If they weren't leaving their dreams behind
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8. |
Blue Skies
04:52
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These days it seems I'm spending almost all my time
In anxiety and fear
My friends all tell me clouds are made of silver lines
And that I can make it through this year
And I just need to realize that blue skies
Don't mean what you want them to and
I'm struggling to find a point
Lost any other point of view
And I won't leave it behind like I know I want to
And I know that nothing's left for me but what can I do
I've been sleeping for a long, long time
And dreamed that others held me dear
But I've been foolin myself, what a big surprise
That I'd prefer not to be here
And I just need to realize that blue skies
Don't mean what you want them to and
I feel I fight the losing fight
Lost any other point of view
And I won't leave it behind like I know I want to
And I know that nothing's left for me but what can I do
This is life, day to day, awake at 6, bed at 8
Cross the street, go to work, live another day
And I hope that this is not all that my life will amount to
And I won't leave it behind like I know I want to
And I know that nothing's left for me but what can I do
This is life, day to day, awake at 6, bed at 8
Cross the street, go to work, live another day
And I hope that this is not all that my life will amount to
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9. |
To Feel Close
04:21
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Its two AM in Thunder Bay
1281 miles away
I called you up, you answer your phone and say
I want you, cant you come home
You're so far away and across a sea
Of prairies and lakes and rocks and trees
We'll get to be close this coming Spring
Face time is such a beautiful thing to me
You never would play games with me
Said I take it all too seriously
Yea, I would be Peach, so that you could be Toad
We can race on Rainbow Road
You'd beat me cause I hate that stage
Now that I'm alone, it's all that I'll play
I don't care if its hard, it reminds me of you
I may as well drink Jack Daniels to feel close to you
Now I want for you to be proud of me
But I can't pinpoint what I want to be
So I'm hiding away, awaiting your call
I made it through Summer, can I make it through Fall?
I know its been harder since I've been gone
Sorry for all the stupid things I have done
And I'll think about you and where I come from
All these Polaroid photos of where I belong
So I'll play the games that remind me of you
And wear plaid and snapbacks just like you used to
Yea, I know I look dumb, and I should stay at home
Anything to make me feel less alone
And I should be independent and I should stand tall
But I'm not that grown up yet, it’s a fucking long haul
So I'll be reckless, get drunk, act on every cliché
And I miss you is all I can really say
So don't be sad cause of me
All I want is for you to be happy while I'm gone
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10. |
Fade to Black
06:54
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Remember the movies we'd commit to memory
No one like us and I remember we
We'd act out scenes
And think that we
Were beyond reproach and so original
A Fish Called Wanda down to every syllable
And now we jump cut to today
Close up: protagonist, and say
It feels like we both know
We're not those people anymore
High time that we move on
And leave the good old days alone
Five years later we'll relive our childhood
We'd get together and get up to no good
And drink more than we take
We can fake it one more day
We'll talk about me and I'll avoid it
I'm afraid if I'm honest you'll be disappointed
With the things I haven't done
While you're all out having fun
Yea, I tell you what I see coming
Another night full of gin and nothingness
I'm so tired
I'm up every night
Thinking that quitting seems so inviting
Yea, but suicide is just unexciting
I'm so tired
I'm walking on a wire
It feels like I'm lying
When I say I missed you too
I wish I could pretend
I wouldn't have to let you go
One by one you all fade to black
And I sit through the credits and try to take back
All the lines in each scene
That remind you of me
When I'm gone we can finally get better
So all that I ask is for you to remember
The man it seems
I wished I could be
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Trace Italian Edmonton, Alberta
Trace Italian is a psych-pop band from Edmonton, AB. The band is led by songwriter and producer Sean Newton, with Kelsey Wood on bass and Riley Chernoff on drums. They've been around in some form or another since 2016.
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