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In This Town

by The Laughing Chimes

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1.
Starlings 04:06
The starlings are back again They're not here to make amends They want to uproot everything And take over the once west wing Though you want to throw the stones They find their way into your homes You're up to leave at the crack of dawn Got your luggage you've got your little- Carry on carry on carry on Carry on carry on carry on Travelin at the speed of light In fiction and in your own mind The days all turn to weeks and months But you've forgotten more than once You regret letting them in The starlings swore they'd act like friends The road just stretches on and on Is there even room for your little- Carry on carry on carry on Carry on carry on carry on After years you hear it's safe The starlings have gone back to space Back towards home you are drawn There's no need to bring your little- Carry on carry on carry on Carry on carry on carry on Carry on carry on carry on You've got to carry on carry on carry on
2.
Throwing out your heart to anyone Lying on your paisley rug Storms of dust in the sun beams At the far end of the room And summer must feel long Living on your paisley rug The moment your skin will call Cry a waterfall You’ll be changing your clothes again What do you do with freedom Lying on your paisley rug Chocolate milk from a cardboard carton You know that you deserve it And summer must feel long Living on your paisley rug The moment your garden’s assorted Alphabetically ordered Your head is unnaturally dead Suddenly it’s deja vu Then again how would you tell Suddenly it’s deja vu Then again how would you tell Suddenly it’s deja vu Suddenly it’s deja vu
3.
Just a little game they play called Try to change my mind And no one can and so it's flawed Now they're no longer friends Blame it on the fact that she could Never hold his gaze It was never meant Oh I lament so Try to change my mind I know he Will try to change my mind Just a game to play in airports Can you guess what I mean She's thinking of those khaki shorts They might look better gone Blame it on the fact that she could Never hold his gaze It was never meant Oh I lament so Try to change my mind I know they Will try to change my mind Just a game to play in parked cars No on could've guessed Said he didn't love the right arts Now he has lost all love Blame it on the fact that she could Never hold his gaze It was never meant Oh I lament so Try to change my mind I know she Will try to change my mind
4.
Amy's stare Amy's glare What is wrong with her smile Belittled in this washed up town again Is it here in the years Of garbage raked into piles Crushed just like the neighbors rusty cars Well who hurt you I guess you think they'll hurt you again Well who hurt you I guess you'll never be the same I was driving in my car I was sick of the radio They are all singing "la la la" again Thought I've give your band a spin But I don't know where to begin This is the same noise you've made so long Well who hurt you Cause you all sound like shit Well who hurt you No wonder your last drummer has quit Amy's stare Amy's glare What is wrong in her mind Her scowl reflects the gray clouds overhead They all gasp your hands aren't clasped The preacher knows what to do He'll beat the sinner out of you again Well who hurt you I guess you think they'll hurt you again Well who hurt you I guess you'll never be the same Well who hurt you I guess you think they'll hurt you again Well who hurt you I guess you'll never be the same
5.
White houses in this town It's the safest move Green grasses by the roadside It's comforting I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted t grow my garden I didn't mean to take a stand Lines dividing up the skies It is all the power Cemetery on a hill It's the safest thing I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted to grow my garden I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted to Only future generations The past is so complex Depends on where you stand No more brick streets White houses in this town But faded paint I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted to grow my garden I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted to grow my garden I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted to grow my garden I didn't mean to take a stand I just wanted the flower angles
6.
In This Town 04:45
It doesn't need to be said I've waited so long I could lose my head And I could've been much more Than a placid form On the kitchen floor I waiting for the days When I could be a personality phase In this town Things go round But nothing gets done I should've known That I'd grow tired before I had the chance to roam And I'm waiting for the world Where we are so much more Than just these words I thought that all my life I could step outside And feel the morning chimes For a time I might feel fine But I'll have to wait I was waiting for the winter To show something cooler And I was waiting for the spring To extravagant all things Well I was hoping that the summer Would let me have some fun, yeah I was waiting for the fall To be the end of it all In this town In this town In this town
7.
First Street 02:56
All these people out of luck Their thoughts in places that are stuck This road will meld into their end They've got so many tracks to mend First street's where the money comes from First street's where the money comes from And I don't wanna know how And I don't wanna know how All of us stuck in our rooms Our sanity will slip out soon This mode will meld into our friends Got so many flowers to tend First street's where the money comes from First street's where the money comes from And I don't wanna know how And I don't wanna know why First street's where the money comes from First street's where the money comes from And I don't wanna know how And I don't wanna know how
8.
Cricket 03:22
Auburn clear blue skies Green leaves on the oak tree Golden grass on a small hill Cool breeze breaks the sticky air Shiny black eyes in the dirt Flanneled figure in the mirror Auburn clear blue eyes Soul song ready in queue September is the change in you September is the change in me September eyes compelling me But what's compelling you Cricket don't change to much When the soul is speaking Let it speak When the heart is beating Cricket Let it need it September is the change in you September is the change in me September is the change in you It's what's compelling me to say Cricket don't change too much Cricket don't change too much Cricket don't change too much Cricket don't change too much
9.
The Badlands 03:40
Marching up that hill Like toy soldiers on an expedition pill You can see it in our eyes We just want a place to go and fantasize There's nothing good that we could make So we dreamed up the badlands (ba da ba) Everything round here is fake Please take me to the badlands Where at least I can feel Like nothing's real So let me heal Give me zeal Out here in the thick of it Dying like a roman candle's wit This is why we tell these lies We just want a space to dig our clearer skies There's nothing good that we could make So we dreamed up the badlands (ba da ba) Everything round here is fake Please take me to the badlands Where at least I can feel Like nothing's real So let me heal Give me zeal Ba da ba Yea yeah yeah
10.
I'm inclined to believe Those poor creatures lost their will to see I'm inclined to believe They want us accustomed to it I can count all the worlds you'll cry I've taken notice of that I've got a thing for your patchwork eye I've got a thing for it I've got a thing for your mismatched skies I've got a thing for it I've got a thing for your patchwork eye I've got a thing for it I've got a thing for your mismatched skies I've got a thing for it
11.
Back to my house it's a pretty space We can lay on the lawn and save some face The sky is pink the trees will be true Your cheeks have your rosy hue We can spend some time here In the last rays of the sun Soon the day is done All the colors on house will fade From pink to gray to black All the leaves upon the trees will fall Into the bowl of glass Chillin' in the park where we fly our kites Now they're up a tree in the summertime We met a man who spoke like a poet We asked him and he said you know it Now the summer's fading All the august days are gone Sitting by the koi pond Throwing bits of gravel in So the fish will try to eat them Winter in the spurs will turn this pool Into the bowl of glass Back to my house we can clown around We'll save these thoughts for another town So sit on the side away from life And watch the sky through the power lines On the other side there is a Heart open for you Where the cotton meets the blue In the garden in the trees A flash of yellow white and green I will call you through it all To talk about your science class To reminisce The bowl of glass

about

The Laughing Chimes is an indie rock/jangle pop band formed by brothers Evan and Quinn Seurkamp. Their debut album brings 11 melodic tunes about life in a small town to the electronic lights of the internet. Critics might say this record is the "best mediocre collection of of mediocre songwriting I've heard this year, which isn't say much because it's only January".
"In This Town" was recorded with the help of Adam Remnant and the Stuart's Opera House Audio Production Program during October and November of 2020.

The Laughing Chimes style is a collaboration of British 90s indie rock and kiwi rock influences to create something truly reminiscent of times when jangle pop poured abundantly out of college radio stations.

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released January 31, 2021

Evan & Quinn Seurkamp

Mixed by Evan Seurkamp
Mastered by Adam Remnant
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Special thanks to Adam Remnant, and Stuart's Opera House Audio Porduction Program for helping and providing the space to record!

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