Transatlanticism

And when I see you, I really see you upside down
And when I see you, I really see you upside down
But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
But my brain knows better, it picks you up and turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around
Turns you around, turns you around


If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here
If you feel discouraged when there's a lack of color here
Please don't worry lover, it's really bursting at the seams
Please don't worry lover, it's really bursting at the seams
from absorbing everything the spectrum's A to Z.
from absorbing everything the spectrum's A to Z.
(ahh... ahhh...)
(ahh... ahhh...)


This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
All the girls in every girlie magazine can't make me feel any less alone,
All the girls in every girlie magazine can't make me feel any less alone,
I'm reaching for the phone to call at 7:03 and on your machine,
I'm reaching for the phone to call at 7:03 and on your machine,
I slur a plea for you to come home.
I slur a plea for you to come home.
But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay
But I know it's too late, and I should have given you a reason to stay
Given you a reason to stay; given you a reason to stay;
Given you a reason to stay; given you a reason to stay;
given you a reason to stay
given you a reason to stay


This is fact not fiction for the first time in years
This is fact not fiction for the first time in years

I roll the window down and then begin to breathe in
the darkest country road and the strong scent of evergreen
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home
Then looking upwards I strained my eyes and tried to
tell the difference between shooting stars and satellites
from the passenger seat as you are driving me home

Do they collide? I ask and you smile.
With my feet on the dash, the world doesn't matter.
When you feel embarrassed then I'll be your pride
When you need directions then I'll be the guide for all time
for all time...

God bless the daylight, the sugary smell of springtime
remembering when you were mine in a still suburban town

When every Thursday, I'd brave those mountain passes
and you'd skip your early classes and we'd learn how our bodies worked

God damn the black night, with all its foul temptations
I've become what I always hated when I was with you then

We looked like giants in the back of my grey subcompact
fumbling to make contact as the others slept inside
and together there in a shroud of frost, the mountain air
began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and I held you closer than anyone would ever get

Remember the J.A.M.C. and reading aloud from magazines
I don't know about you but I swear on my name they could smell it on me
But I've never been to good with secrets... ohh...

Oh together there in a shroud of frost, the mountain air
began to pass through every pane of weathered glass
and I held you closer...

there's a tear in the fabric of your favorite dress
and i'm sneaking glances.
looking for the patterns in static
they start to make sense the longer i'm at it.

ivory lines lead
oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho

your heart is a river that flows from your chest
through every organ
your brain is the dam
and i am the fish who can't reach the cord.

ivory lines lead
oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho

oh, instincts are misleading
you shouldn't think what you're feeling
they don't tell you what you know you should want.

ivory lines lead
oo wha-ho, oo wha-ho
(x2)

oh, instincts are misleading
you shouldn't think what you're feeling
they don't tell you want you know you should want.

ivory lines lead
oo wha-ho.
(x2)

I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots; that my tongue is tied off
My brain's repeating if you've got an impulse, LET IT OUT!
but they never make it past my mouth

(Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...)
(Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...)

Our youth is fleeting, old age is just around the bend and I can't wait to go gray
And I'll sit an wonder of every love that could have been
If I'd only thought of something charming to say

(Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...)
(Bop Ba...) This is the sound of settling (Bop Ba, bop ba...)

I've got a hunger twisting my stomach into knots

The glove compartment is inaccurately named
and everybody knows it
so I'm proposing a swift, orderly change
'cause behind its door there's nothing to keep my fingers warm
and all I find are souvenirs from better times
before the gleam of your tail lights fading east
to find yourself a better life

I was searching for some legal document
as the rain beat down on the hood

when I stumbled upon pictures I tried to forget
and that's how this idea was drilled into my head
'cause it's too important to stay the way it's been
but there's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
and now that it's gone, it's like it wasn't there at all
and here I rest where disappointment and regret collide
lying awake at night

but there's no blame for how our love did slowly fade
and now that it's gone just like it wasn't there at all
and here I rest: where disappointment and regret collide
lying awake at night; all night, when I'm lying awake at night