Solitude / Traffic 7 Inch

by Fugue

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released December 21, 2013

All songs written and performed by Fugue, which is J. Brown, J. Brown, and G. La Bonte
Additional vocal contributions given by M. Woodward
Recorded and mixed in the city of Yorba Linda by M. Woodward, Spring 2013
Mastered by TJ Lipple

"Solitude" cover artwork originally by F. Leighton
Coastline photo by D. Campbell
Layout by G. La Bonte

Thank you: J. & Holli Brown, Colleen & David La Bonte, Jason Brown, Ryan La Bonte, Madison Woodward, Christopher Gordon, the Stith Brothers, Riley Dahlson, Max & Janey, Cole Prentice, Elliot Babin, Mike Smith, Eric Aliberti, Mark Waters, and you.



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Track Name: Solitude
Please stay awake; the cold and the dark won’t leave me alone. Don’t believe what they’re saying, you know, because that road aint closer than that phone. “What have you done? What have you done to my son?” And then you say to yourself, “Well, what have I done?” There is a time and place to keep the pain away until you find that pain in your own name. “I’ll stay tonight, but in the morning I will leave. Just remember this, that everything I give you can’t take, because it’s mine.” There is no good man here.
Track Name: Traffic
These other lives, they are around me, but they don’t last all that long. Here comes that pass, here comes that clearing. Ease off the release and let it ride. Moving through cars like moving papers; don’t even try to stop them now. Then I see your face, and I can’t believe what I’ve done. My mind’s no longer on another; it’s on my own. I cannot tell you where I’ve been, but I can tell you where I wanna go. I can’t keep track, I can’t keep count, I can’t keep up; so why do I even try? “For the first time in my life, you’re losing control.” Please tell me why I’m not alright to shut up and drive. Now let us swerve, let us hold fast. I can’t tell you how I feel right now, but I hope that you like it. If I can’t create, then I’ll become the sound, alright? Here comes that pass, here comes that clearing. Ease off that feeling and let it die. I cannot tell you how I feel, but I hope that you already know that I am catching up.