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The Prologue

from Empty Ship by Apres Pompeii

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I was gunned down in a café at a table built for two. Come leer a little closer, see the bullets passing through. Well, I clutched my concession like a ticket to heaven until my fingers turned to blue. Wrest your hand from me take out the key and put it in the lock. I let my hands go numb, go dumb, my fists turn into little rocks. My blood splattered out my back and down my front. Ma Cherie, mon sang est sur vos mains. The shots were swift and stunning, I had barely time to blink. I just stared aloud at the Sunday papers with metal in my teeth. The aroma of cardboard and a coffee left harbored in the hand of a friend—God knows you’ll do it again. I can’t help but be ruined by you. Nevillewood – All that I have is the gold in the pavement. My eyes align themselves on the horizon, over the telephone lines. I let my hands idle, the wheel whirls without end. The guardrail looks so beautiful, my nerves turn to dust on the road. The hills look so wonderful from six feet under and all that I have is the gold in the pavement. I’ve siphoned silver out of the river—tasted its bite on my tongue. Now everything sweet tastes of rust—the pitfalls of seeing riches in life. I feel so gullible with my fistfuls of soot, I am Midas at the table, unable to keep myself fed. God left me dead. All that I have is the gold in the pavement. Aftermath – I want to ask you how your life is but you stop me dead. Tie a noose around my loose lips so I don’t speak again. I’ve never seen blue eyes catch fire so quickly. I keep on looking over my shoulder and I see him there. Insomnia, this paranoia, drowns out my prayers. I’ve never seen blue eyes catch fire so quickly. It’s just a product of my humiliation. I count my days on broken fingers. I chased down the pill. I ran from the storm. I boarded up windows. I prayed for your warmth. I choked on that pill. I fell to the storm. I splintered in daylight. I clung to your arm. Distinction: your life or mine? Who’s the one with a chest of broken glass? Discretion: you played my mind. Shred my beating heart to bits of vine. Distraction: love, life, and lies. Trust me to put it from my mind. Dissection: you left me blind. I’ll cling to you a second time. Pick your nails clean, let no one see. It’s just a product of my humiliation. I count my days on broken fingers. Ohio – Love, love could set my heart to flame. An absolution, distribution of my holy name. My love, it could be for anyone. Oh, love it could be for anyone. Oh, I should get my head right. I feel as though I’ve been set free by the conflagration that’s inside of me. My gold-vermillion heart has come forth to start this sanguine water flowing through me. Oh, I should get my head right so I’ll run.

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from Empty Ship, released April 24, 2012

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Apres Pompeii Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Always forward, that is the mantra.
Apres Pompeii is currently entering a new era. Gospels is an ongoing project that will take form over the whole of 2013. With a full length album and seven EPs planned for the year, the path to its completion will undoubtedly be long and toilsome. This project’s focus is on the internal struggles and relationships that inform the way we interact with the world. ... more

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