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I skipped the town where I was brought up
Full of a dozen shut down shops
We looked inside the window panes
The cracked up tiles and washed out walls
The Waltons tipped the main street domino
And though I hate to see them go, they will.

As flies come to the rotting fruit
Decay attracts the men in suits
They look out from their window panes
The cracked up brick and spray paint walls
Let's knock them down and build up tall
And though I hate to see them come, they will.

The more you want this to stay the same
The more it will change.

My grandpa died when I was young
I was brought up by his only son
With blinds over the window panes
My mother tried to build a home
For boys whose hearts were made to roam
And they she hates to see us go, we did.

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from The Rehearsal Tapes: fall 2017, released September 21, 2017
(E. Bleich)

Guitar/vocals: Erik Bleich
Accordion/trumpet/vocals: Tristan Murphy
Violin/vocals: Cassie Norton

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Erik Bleich Toronto, Ontario

Seeking to find a place between what can sometimes feel like opposing worlds, singer/songwriter Erik Bleich creates street-lit lullabies & manic, rambling romps that wander the side streets between rural isolation and metropolitan congestion.

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