Fried Eggs

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Fried eggs, the simple things
Fried eggs, when everything was great

Nothing's in my way

No one ever followed through
I'm drifting now
Lonely days are nothing new
I can't stop now
Oh, where do you come from?
And where do you go?

When we're alone
Nothing's in my way
Time goes on
Some people make mistakes in this world

(Away from all)

Where do you come from
Where do you go
I can't feel it
Where do you go

Where do you come from
Where do you go
I can't feel it

Us on the road, there's nothing in this world
In the snow, there's nothing in this world
Time goes on, there's nothing in this world
Can deny us away from all

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from Voyager, released January 19, 2017
Written by Gabe Miller, Matthew Rogers, Ethan Soil
Lyrics by Matthew Rogers
Arrangement by Gabe Miller, Matthew Rogers, Ethan Soil

Performed by:
Jameson Daniel (Electric Guitar)
Matthew Rogers (Vocals, Keyboards)
Ethan Soil (Drums, Auxiliary Percussion)
Gabe Miller (Bass Guitar)
Megan Ennenberg (Vocals)

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Fleece blends the genres of Psychedelic Rock, Grunge, and Jazz to capture a refreshing take on the indie rock genre. They are currently based in Montreal.

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