827 Miles

by Veronica Stanton

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released May 3, 2019

Produced by Dan Knobler
Recorded by Justin Francis at Goosehead Palace in Nashville, TN on May 12th, 2018
Mixed by Dan Knobler
Mastered by Alex McCollough at True East Mastering


All songs written by Veronica Stanton (SESAC)

Veronica Stanton: Vocals
Anthony Da Costa: Electric Guitars
Danny Mitchell: Organ, Wurlitzer, Celeste, Synth
Dom Billett: Drums & Percussion
Sam Howard: Bass, Baritone Guitar (on "Be Back Soon")
Dan Knobler: Acoustic Guitars, Baritone Guitar (on "Flying")
Erin Rae: Harmony Vocals

Photography by Bridgette Aikens
Design and Layout by Katy Scrivener

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Veronica Stanton Nashville, Tennessee

In Veronica Stanton’s debut EP, the singer-songwriter invites you into her world of wanderlust, heartbreak, and all the mistakes and joys that being a 20-something entails. 827 Miles tells the story of a young woman taking a chance and creating a place she can truly call “home.” ... more

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Track Name: 827 Miles
I’ve been calling this home now for a while
It’s been about a year since I left PA
Usually talking to Mom just makes me smile
But I’ve been choking up telling her I’m doing great

And that’s true, I am, that aint a lie
But sometimes as we say goodbye
I get hung-up on what I left behind

I was sick of being home
I had to leave so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home

I’ve been reminiscing for a while
About life in Jenkintown, PA
Maybe it’s cause I’m the youngest child
I find comfort thinking of the day to day

I remind myself I’m doing fine
If I were there I’d lose my mind
But it’s hard to think of all I left behind

I was sick of being home
I had to leave so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home

They send me pictures of the little ones
But it’s just not the same
Sometimes I worry by the time I get back there
They will have forgotten my name
And I’ll only have myself to blame

Cause I was sick of being home
I left so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home
827 miles from home
827 miles from home
Track Name: Flying
I know I should be living
Using the gifts that I’ve been given
I probably should be smiling
But I feel like I’d be lying
Cause on the inside Im dying

How can I be so changed by one man?
His love it had me flying
I guess I had to land

I know I shouldn’t be singing
The melody my sadness is bringing
Cause I can feel I’m beginning to wallow
Wishing my heart was hollow
I’m giving into my sorrow

I know I shouldn’t be thinking
Of the one who left my heart sinking
But when you give so much for so long
To forget him just feels wrong
So I’m left singing this song

How can I be so changed by one man?
His love it had me flying
I guess I had to land

They tell you to follow your heart
But for me that’s the easy part
It’s when your heart winds up getting shattered
Then nothing he said ever mattered

How can I be so changed by one man?
His love it had me flying
I guess I had to land

His love it had me flying
I guess I had to land
Track Name: Wildflower
I wish I was a wildflower
I know you’d pick me
The sun would shine on me
At the right hour
You wouldn’t resist me

You would take me into your hands
Maybe bring me to a dance
But the happiness would be a phase
Wildflowers die in a vase

I’d miss the sun
And the view I had from being on my own
I’d miss the wind
And the changes it could bring when it would blow
I’d miss the rain
And even the pain of being alone

I wish I was a wildflower
I know you’d see me
Yea just one glance
And I’d be planted
Forever in your memory

You would hold me in your loving arms
Try to keep me from all harm
But your efforts they would be in vain
Wildflowers aren’t meant to get swept away

I’d miss the sun
And the view I had from being on my own
I’d miss the wind
And the changes it could bring when it would blow
I’d miss the rain
And even the pain of being alone

Oh the happiness would be a phase
Wildflowers die in a vase

I’d miss the sun
And the view I had from being on my own
I’d miss having a part of me that was only known
To myself and everyone with whom I had grown
I’d miss the rain
And even the pain of being alone
Track Name: Rome
I’ve been watching you watching me
Trying not to let you see me smile
They’re whispering telling me don’t you see,
He’s been looking at you for a while
I just want to play it cool
I don’t want to get my hopes up
So I light a cigarette, walk around a bit
Pour red wine into my cup

And then we start to talk, end up going on a walk
Along old cobblestones, feels so right to be alone
We talk about life, ‘bout the joy and the strife
The first time around we were lost now we’re found

I realize I’m in love with you, doubt you feel it too
I’m confused and I’m scared
I try to cut the ties, give you alibis
But you persist, I’m unprepared
I just want to play it cool
But you know you got my hopes up
You say you want to be with me
You know it’s crazy
But you say you won’t mess up

And then we start to talk, end up going on a walk
Along old cobblestones, feels so right to be alone
We talk about life, bout the joy and the strife
The first time around we were lost now we’re found

Doubt begins to creep in
They tell me not to give in
I write you a letter
Saying let’s wait it’s better

But then we start to talk, end up going on a walk
Along an old street in Rome, feels so right to be alone
We talk about life, bout the joy and the strife
It’s second time around, we were lost now we’re found
Track Name: Won't Be Back Soon
I got my own set of keys
And my own set of worries
I won’t be back soon
Box full of memories
Just leave it on the third floor if you please
I won’t be back soon
I’m not gonna book a flight
I’m not gonna drive up through the night
I won’t be back soon

It’s not that I’ve got something to prove
Oh but I’ve got a hell of a lot to lose
If I come back too soon

I guess I could save up some cash
If I quit now and just head back
But I’d be quitting too soon
I’d have somewhere to crash
But I know that I wouldn’t wanna unpack
I won’t be back soon
I’ll still call, I’ll still write
Still think about you every night
But I won’t be back soon

Maybe I’ve got something to prove
Oh and I’ve got a hell of a lot of pride to lose
If I come back too soon

Maybe I’ve got something to prove
Oh and I’ve got a hell of a lot of pride to lose
If I come back too soon
If I come back too soon
Track Name: 827 Miles
I’ve been calling this home now for a while
It’s been about a year since I left PA
Usually talking to Mom just makes me smile
But I’ve been choking up telling her I’m doing great

And that’s true, I am, that aint a lie
But sometimes as we say goodbye
I get hung-up on what I left behind

I was sick of being home
I had to leave so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home

I’ve been reminiscing for a while
About life in Jenkintown, PA
Maybe it’s cause I’m the youngest child
I find comfort thinking of the day to day

I remind myself I’m doing fine
If I were there I’d lose my mind
But it’s hard to think of all I left behind


I was sick of being home
I had to leave so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home

They send me pictures of the little ones
But it’s just not the same
Sometimes I worry by the time I get back there
They will have forgotten my name
And I’ll only have myself to blame


Cause I was sick of being home
I left so I could grow
And it still feels right being on my own
I felt lost in a place that I had known
But now I’m sick of being alone
827 miles from home
827 miles from home
827 miles from home

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