Evan Schafer

by Evan Schafer

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Toreador 04:20
I heard a sound Screams from the caves Memory is so fragile, it scrambles like disease Take the picture, brother, we are stuck in this freeze I don't know, I don't know the secret anymore I won't search, I won't look it's hard to play the game when you're neither high or low I don't need your help to cry I don't need your help to cry I felt a shock Of dreams I have saved The knife, it turns inside my skin, it asks me how to please Forgive me in this nightmare, it is caught in the trees
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Warmth in the participle Add it up, subtract, we divide Warmth by me, stymied Multiply, you’re the square root of me I’m undeserving I’m starving I’m lying Been stuck here for years Warmth in the voicing angels Add it back, replace, we subside Warmth by you, it’s all untrue Deserting, you’re what equals to make my problems complete.
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Clay 04:41
Ice covers every surface Blame the iceman, he works the weather in the skies Decides if it’s cold or hot In a clay hole, I pretend to dream a lot I live in New Jersey A nuclear family Dusty around the edges From being stored in the attic All those years, all those years All those lonely years All those lonely forgetful years Blood covers every surface Blame the devil, he works the cuts like a master Decides if it’s messy or neat In this clay hole, I pretend to exist a lot All those years, all those lonely years I’m fucked up and alone tonight Please give me words to swallow so I don’t starve.
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Flies 00:59
[Instrumental]
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A Room 03:34
A room No colors Smell of ash Covers the floor Keep out of here My heavy darling dear A room No papers To write songs To express myself Out of my way You’re my curved day A room Two boys A candle flicker An angry bicker Danger, to those listening Danger, to those already gone A room Four arms And wet lips Is this where we give up?
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Booth 07:37
Desperate Ferris wheel ride Abandoned carnival Fondly caressed Turn the corner Nourished bastion You shine I’m blind Booth, save my life Desperate An animal dies Justify this criminal Fondly repressed Turn up the volume Nourished bastion You shine, you shine.
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You lost your mind You lost your head It used to fall off but that was back when you were dead I tricked you, boy I fooled you, man Wake up in a fog of weed that rants like a flash in the pan You’ve grown up since we last met You stopped praying to that cross on the wall But you’re a burden to the masses, my friend A regular American pathetic to boot Just a little cream and lime A spectator’s virtue, splitting dimes I listen on headphones, I can’t deny It was your voice saying all the precious lies Just a little spunk from your junk Just a little cash from the bash Just a little blow before we go Just a little ass to pass the class.
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Unsure 03:59
Dirt in the creases of my shoes Ugly entrails in my pockets Devil's food cake and matching cutouts Entropy and levity forge you without letterbombs I'm unsure of this love that peels my heart back I'm unsure of this heart that beats so softly I'm unsure of this land that's vast and open I'm unsure of this love that's bound to be broken The blood in my arms screams so loud It feels like the envy inside is leaving without a ticket.
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Knife 03:30
(You’ve got all you need You have everything) He walks in the room, he’s got his high top on A little Shirley Temple smirk on backhand, mop up this place Stab me in the back, jack knife in your hand You’re so impossible You’re so degradable You’re inconceivably late to my party Double-crosser cross-dressing service boy A little hard spark on, backslap, mop up my face Stab me in the back, jack knife in your eyes.
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You put me up in this suite I taste the orange it isn’t so sweet You put me up on a pedestal I taste the vodka as it pushes through my veins I am a stain on the floor The last tenant from a blackout city tour You set me up I smell blood, sweat and some dried up tears They cloak my coat With glistening lies They spread my legs I hope to hide From back to front I’m sterile I am ill You won’t kill Bill I am still from back to front.
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credits

released May 12, 2013

Produced, engineered, mixed and edited by
Evan Schafer

All songs written and composed by
Evan Schafer

©2013 Cherry Blossom Records.
All rights reserved. Lyrics reprinted with permission.

Recorded from March – May 2013 at The Bedroom

Album photography: Evan Schafer

Special Thanks to:
My brain, my parents – Debra and Bill, Paula Jones,
PJ DiMuzio, Nelson Vicens

Thanks to:
Apple Inc., Logic Pro, Yamaha, Fender, Ibanez,
Alesis, mAudio, Audio-Technica

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Evan Schafer Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

My name is Evan Schafer. I am an indie musician with a strong grounding in traditional composition, but the material always has a unique flair. I guarantee not being bored out of your gourd when turning on one of the records. I produce, mix, and engineer everything myself, and have done so since late 2005. ... more

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