New phone on the seat
Fancy rental car
Need no directions
When you know by heart
The low slung houses
Between Hilda's and our old house
Driving my favorite route
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Around the table
Aunts and uncles are all there
Communicating so animatedly
My favorite stories
I've memorized them all
They showed me how I'd always be
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Someone is calling me
Someone is following
Someone is finally listening
Pedro The Lion - Tracing the Grid Lyrics
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New phone on the seat
Fancy rental car
Need no directions
When you know by heart
The low slung houses
Between Hilda's and our old house
Driving my favorite route
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Around the table
Aunts and uncles are all there
Communicating so animatedly
My favorite stories
I've memorized them all
They showed me how I'd always be
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Someone is calling me
Someone is following
Someone is finally listening
Fancy rental car
Need no directions
When you know by heart
The low slung houses
Between Hilda's and our old house
Driving my favorite route
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Around the table
Aunts and uncles are all there
Communicating so animatedly
My favorite stories
I've memorized them all
They showed me how I'd always be
Tracing the grid at night
Valley floor, incandescent light
I'm orbiting North Mountain pretty close
Not even half a life
The march you made is wide
I never dreamed that I would find another way home
Someone is calling me
Someone is following
Someone is finally listening
Writer: David Bazan
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Copyright: Lyrics © DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY