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Across The Atlantic

by Without Eve

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1.
Fireflies in Mason Jars, They fight the glass, but they don’t get too far. How beautiful the lies we share, The headlights passing light up every scar. If I could just let them go, I would. All the blinking Morse code we send winds up misunderstood. If he were a million miles closer, Then I think I’d understand. While you are on an airplane, I am on the corner waiting for my man. I never thought something could fly so low. The air stream or my bloodstream makes our travels feel so slow. If I scream across the earth, Will it come out a whisper in your ear? Consider every avalanche, I cause for you another souvenir. Every word you say’s a foreign film, In a language that I wish I would have learned instead of swallowing these pills.
2.
Kiss me like foxglove, my dear Teach me to swim and I swear By tomorrow I’ll be right here I’ve seen your face In those silent films Oh, my darling, you look so good in white Did you hear me from all the way over the ocean When I called your name I’ve seen you in movies But I don’t know your name (The lover across the Atlantic She’ll never see me again The lover across the Atlantic I wonder if this was her plan Darling, I’ve seen you in movies The reel moves too fast for my eyes The lover across the Atlantic She puts the clouds in the sky The lover across the Atlantic She puts the tears in my eyes She puts the tears in my eyes)
3.
I suppose this is me being selfish, But I don’t even know why I’m here. I’ve traveled across the Atlantic, And still I feel nothing, my dear. The rain on these streets make them mirrors. The clouds see themselves and they cry. They’re darker today than they’ve ever been. I see myself in that sky. I’m lost, but I hear my name ringing out from the trees. And I don’t know no father who’s going to save me. She had me in trances I couldn’t break free. Tarot cards and unwinding lines in my palms. Duct tape around my wrists, The strangest satisfaction from a curse. Blood on her fingertips, And I can tell this ain’t even the worst. Unholy women are lying in the streets. They know the stakes are high, And she’s already in the hot seat.
4.
Stumble out of the rain some nights All the poets buy me drinks I stoke my ego and try not to think It’s 3 AM here This Southern Comfort’s not comforting me It tastes like every time you wanted to leave I hate the girl at the piano For reminding me of you The way her tears hit the keys Sounds so out of tune I stare into a mirror some nights Wondering if it’s my hands on the glass That keeps the other side in I’m not scared to sin Just scared to face hell And if God gave me this place Then he’d better hide his face I’m not angry at him I’m just pissed off I might believe in fate The only dance I’ve done tonight is Shuffling my feet To the bars that I’m grateful exist at the end of every street
5.
Mr. Manic and Mr. Mannequin, How hard is this life for you? Everything’s going to hell, it seems. Still you are seeking the truth Mr. Manic and Mr. Mannequin, You’re stoic, but inside’s a storm. How do you wear that rose on your coat, When you never remove the thorns? Talk to ministers visiting mistresses. (Talk about dichotomies) We’re having some technical problems; Stay calm and remain in your seats. Miss Dramatic, your curtain is closing. Practice the way that you speak. If anyone here is a fan of yours, There’re bound to be enemies Darling, your skin is a shade of grey, I swear that I have never seen. If you could manage to close your eyes, I’m sure you would rest in peace. Woah, Mr. Manic Where are you going to go now to find yourself? Woah, Mr. Manic Are you going to leave your cell?
6.
Soon, this will all pass in front of us, In clouds of dust and, You can tear up pictures, But I could never wipe myself from negatives, This winter’s been too long. I’ve been afraid of sunlight, For far longer than I’m willing to admit. I’ve been a little bit of lonely And a lot of something I cannot define. This time it’s old. Know this won’t open any doors. But maybe a window, I need a place to get composed. I know a way out of this house. It may sound crazy, I know a quiet place to be alone. When everybody’s yelling, You’re just hoping that your voice will not be heard. It’s like whispering in a choir, We’re just hoping that someday we can return. To that place I’ve been to, I know it’s not much, But we’ve got something. So I’m not scared of what the future brings. I’m sitting here in silence. It’s far darker than it ever was before. I need a flame to cast my shadow, Make me feel like I’m not really that alone. This feeling’s old.
7.
Eva 04:39
What a smile and, Eva, Where’d you learn to look so proud? A kingdom at my feet and You’re the only one who’s soft enough to hear. I’m glad you came. You see, This world’s too full of emptiness. We need some sort of documents. You’re the only one I want to share my dreams. Where’s the world going to go once we’re gone? I’ve seen the future and I’m not sure I could spend it with just anyone. I’ve got my finger on the trigger , And my mouth is on the gun; You’ve got your lips wrapped around that pill. I guess this is true love. Eva, you’re the one. I’m amazed. You’re the art that I could never make. It seems it’s you life imitates. The more you give, the more I have to take. I’m glad you’ve seen that all of history’s a snuff film. The victors are directors and the audience will wait in line to pay. And the price can never be too high When we’re the ones with the power to decide Who lives and who dies. Never lose that pride. Eva, never lose that pride. Where’s your smile? And did you like the taste of cyanide? Im Wunderschonen Monat Mai, You die like poets sigh.
8.
Another night spent wishing That the rain would die down. Another night in the dive bar While the wolves are on the prowl. She stares right at him like she knows Her eyes alone could knock him dead. He waves away the smoke, But she’s not any clearer when he does. Her pupils massive like The pianist’s not the only one fucked up. She waves him over, And he knows he can’t decline, Her voice is black ice and he freezes When she grabs him by the tie. And he knows if he could touch her Then she’d surely set him free. But he could never love a mistress While he’s wed to misery. He hears stilettos clicking As he watches her walk out the door. He downs another round And wonders what he’s even in here for.
9.
The Road 04:46
I’m going to smoke my life away Just sending signals to you They can put me in the grave But they’ll never keep me from you Oh, my love does grow Down where the cornfield meets the road They can tell me where to go But I’ll never stray from here They can throw me into hell But I still won’t have no fears Oh, my love is found Under the fallowed ground I’m going to sit and wail all night By the road where they buried that girl I’m going to let my voice go raw Just screaming about that girl

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released August 28, 2014

Adam Seighman
Theresa Menna: Vocals - 1,6 Cello - 1
Jesse Conger: Drums - 1,6

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