Erase This - Single (96kHz​/​24bit)

by The Caulden Road

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Digital Catalog #TCR-05SL

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released February 1, 2019

Executive Producer: Alan Lastufka

Producer & Mix Engineer: Christian Caldeira

Mastered by Stephen Marsh

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Track Name: Erase This
familiar hands in familiar places
avoiding eye contact with those familiar faces
we've both been through all this before
thought I could change, thought I could think it all away
but my feet find themselves at your door

tired hellos and expected graces
take only seconds to fully erase this

though memories fade, we still earned them
for days you feel alone
so if you have somewhere to burn them
the smell will bring you home
the smell will bring you home

familiar days in familiar places
the only difference in this typical case is
where we'll both be when it's through
I knew what you'd say before we even left that day
but I had to hear it all anyway

silent goodbyes and dissolving traces
take only seconds to fully erase this

though memories fade, we still earned them
for days you feel alone
so if you have somewhere to burn them
the smell will bring you home

a distant bell begins to ring
sound the alarm; we're going in
trouble is always left unsaid
in this bed with you

we were lead astray before
I ever knew you
but something we can't ignore
is following through

though memories fade, we still earned them
for days we feel alone
so if you have somewhere to burn them
the smell will bring you home
bring you home
Track Name: If You Have Somewhere to Burn Them... (feat. Grace Gordon)
a distant bell rings
like an alarm clock accidentally set
on an empty Saturday

the four seasons rushing by in an hour

you wrote it over and over, how you longed for autumn's rouse
so I boxed up every dead leaf I could find
and mailed them to you

if you have somewhere to burn them,
the smell will bring you home

feet maneuvering through carpet fields
and valleys of instrument cases, sneakers, and Tori's CDs

the four seasons rushing by in an hour

cold piano keys and crispy confetti leaves
red and orange and bubble wrapped--
burn them soon, babe

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