Watsonville, CA

from by The Fatal Flaw

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Say something, say something good. Don't you think that by now I really would if I could? And though you've seen better days, I wouldn't spare you the truth and I won't damn you with praise. Uh oh. I'm singing for you now, my fading coastal town. Though all I've ever seen is all you'll never be, still you once were home to me. Some spurn you, some always cling, but you sheltered us all and never asked for a thing. We all reach some certain age, and then what once was a crib can only feel like a cage. Your squalid flats and browning hillsides; the aching workers in your fields. Each empty house and shuttered storefront, each one a wound that's never healed.

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from Narrow Hours, released 24 May 2011
Al Bigelow - drums
Glen Fant - guitar + vocals
Matthew Goldman - guitar + vocals
Joel Reader - vocals + bass

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