the_earth_is_melting [Deluxe]

by Evan Schafer

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1.
Instrumental
2.
The Sinner 04:03
Glittering tides Sex on a rooftop Sophocles in Korean Match me back the same Little did we know That nothing would be the same Spray me with cologne Get me ready for some evening out You don’t know me! Spend time in my car Break down syllables like 1967 You work on the newness Just don’t break down in front of me I’m a devil You’re the sinner.
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Your desire doesn’t fit the mold This all, it’s contrary to the ecstasy I can hear you whisper from another room It’s all falling off track, behind my back Darkness provided, lightness earnings That’s all, it’s ecstatic for the tantric They can hear you conspire from another car It’s all behind their necks, behind my back Turtleneck blues It’s all a sham — of the plastic Jesus at your feet Reconstitution, restitution Retribution behind your back Your desire goes to fit its own mold Those all, they’re static for the bat shit Crazy, bleed out, perspire another blackened czar Behind my face, behind my back.
4.
Take a little high now Take a little break now Take a little steam now Take a little captivating time These places we remember Face the call of imperfections Rolling down the road I’m sorry that I didn’t pave this path This psych ward is so cold and where the hell has my mind gone? Wasting all this time Just to prove that I’m not what they all say Back home here I take turns My stomach turns, making all these left-hand turns to prove that I can drive Just to see that I can drive myself insane.
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Instrumental
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Instrumental
7.
Dry Car 03:23
You confuse me as the lanes do in the grocery store Too many flavors of ice cream and I don’t know which to fucking buy There’s godawful machinery and clicking of the cans down the aisle where the sluts and whores do their chores and make up stutter cuts It’s a vanishing world among acetone The witching hour blasts, courteous, out louder than some sour — Trading back, Reykjavík unaligned Relations in a trench that nobody likes to admit I’ve watched the losing powers falling, striking down inferior dolls turning out voodoo You confuse them as the cheating husband cries and takes the sinner to the mall Earth is melting, who knows — go under the stall You’ll be surprised what you find.
8.
Self Defense 03:35
Twenty heart beats in the corner But I never bought so many Where’d they come from, should I return them, should I send them back to soul gate? The master plan is looking good but will I take the treasures? Which building first? This is looking grim We may not come out of this alive Make sure to use self defense Oh so commonplace Staleness breeds them under porch lamps so dimly So righteously the carpet’s rolling in New apartment I cannot sing so loud about this Thirty swabbings in the courthouse We’re trying to see who killed him It was a severed head so should I return it to its rightful owner? Selections from these tales, it’s a good one just please don’t give me feedback I am not interested, you could not care less so at least it’s mutual You should’ve used self defense Gilded as today Stick me in the fire Lustrous in a way that I don’t desire, that I can’t breathe within You are so long in this place I cannot stay for long.
9.
Crash 04:17
An interstate Signs at night Water in my eyes Flowing, darting in and out of lanes, I am sparing I have been spared Cloth is wiping this turn, that turn Scouting out these perishing hearts When will I see you again? This is not a story This is not a way to be This is not a life A hardline in Neverland before the crash comes I am the beating ground you all step upon Six, seven days from now Eight, nine years from now This world lied I’m taken down Poster on my wall Kissing, holding pillow at night I’m pretending you were never taken Shirttails running over, over again meshing with these plasticine feelings Will I see you again? In a tender club spot I take considerations Everlasting something Dancing alone to dubstep It just doesn’t feel right without you This is a song that played when we met Here’s that memory It is too clear, it hurts my eyes and you’re not there to see.
10.
Glassman 04:43
Glass is soft Cuts the skies Interest failing now Insert laughter here Catatonic Babylon Marches incomplete Western mode of sadness Flocks out of sight When you ask me if I feel you There’s no point in trying to Worldly, maybe see other sides of them other sides of me Matching point Flustered charcoal Drawn under weeping eyes Drawn from seeping sighs Scientific vagabond Sterling as a beat Eastern on the compass I will find you there When you see me then I feel you This other point to lay into Locally, I can’t see every side of this every sight of these One chance for two last doors which will open first? Who is the glassman, is there a chance that he will shatter, never to be saved?
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Instrumental
12.
(closure) 01:34
Instrumental

about

This record has been over two years in the making. It is a culmination of the craziness that life loves to throw at us, the unexpected turns that can never be predicted, and the current political and social atmosphere.

It was also recorded in four very disparate locations over the longest series of disjointed and fragmented sessions I have ever sustained for the tracking of an album. This all being said, I am immensely proud of the result you now hold in front of you.

It was a labor of love that could never be replicated again in my songwriting career.

—E.S.

credits

released November 9, 2018

production: Evan Schafer

engineering, mixing, mastering: Evan Schafer

music, lyrics, arrangements: Evan Schafer

recorded
in 2016 / Culver City, CA
2017 / West Chester, PA
Downingtown, PA
2018 / West Chester, PA
Coatesville, PA


photography: Evan Schafer

(c) 2016-2018 Cherry Blossom Records, recording
(c) 2018 Evan A. Schafer, publishing
All rights reserved. No copying.


thanks: Yamaha, M-Audio, Fender, Bösendorfer, Apple Inc., Logic Pro, Shure & Samson

special thanks: John Joseph Madden (for everything), the state of California (for the inspiration)

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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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