EP 1

by Navigant

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released September 29, 2014

All songs written + produced by Navigant.
Additional vocals on ‘Sink’ by Shoko Uesugi.
Guitars on ‘A Distant Ringing’ by Adam Pulzetti.
Mixed with Joseph Pierog.
Mastered by Bob St. John at PDQ Productions.
Cover image: Sunrise #7, 2009 © Catherine Opie
Cover layout by Tad Kimball.

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Track Name: Sink
As I swam out, thought I heard you call–
but through the sea's sound, couldn't be so sure.

I sink an ocean’s depth away. I drift an ocean’s width away.

Vanished from the surface, waves become the sky.
Water turns to air – no line to keep me here.
Tide overtaking: I am no longer swimming.
Water turns to air – no lungs can help me here.

As I swam down, thought I heard you call–
but through the sea's sound, couldn't be so sure.

I sink an ocean’s depth away. I drift an ocean’s width away.

Take me under. Cast my mind away.
Swim out further. Swim down, open wide…

I sink an ocean’s depth away. I drift an ocean’s width away.
Track Name: Starting Over
Streetlit, faded,
bathed in terminal suggestion.

Your face lit with a darkness,
with a coldness I can’t break through–
never mind if I tried.

Sometimes, at the end of the night,
or certain mornings,
when there's no one else around,
I often think about starting over.

Starting over: trying to show you how to hold me closer, feel me firmer.

Speechless, fleeting,
steeped in an essential desolation.

Your face lit, your bones lit
by the distance I’ve created–
wanted to or not.

Please, don’t just wait there with your eyes down,
when there’s nothing left to wait for
and there’s no one else around.
It’s time to think about starting over.

Starting over: trying to show you how to hold me closer, feel me firmer.
Starting over: trying to show you how to hold me closer, feel me firmer.
Track Name: A Distant Ringing
Miles out, in an empty town.
In a place I never thought I’d spend a day,
where the years have worn my thoughts out.

If you asked me, I'd say I can’t:
I can't keep running away from it.
I'm always feeling the weight of it,
forever hearing the sound, now: a distant ringing out.

Calling out words with no sound.
What I’m asking for cannot be yours to give –
it’s a remedy impossible.

If you asked me, I'd say I can’t:
I can't keep running away from it.
I'm always feeling the weight of it,
forever hearing the sound, now: a distant ringing out.

Turn your ears away.
Turn your ears away.
Turn your ears away.

If you asked me, I'd say I can’t:
I can't keep running away from it.
I'm always feeling the weight of it,
forever hearing the sound, now: a distant ringing out.
Track Name: Coastlines
Tonight, saw coastlines slipping away – the distance made of words unspoken.
Tonight, saw cities slipping away – the vectors aimed in one direction.
Names learned and soon forgotten. Late night, bright morning…

It gets harder and harder to see. Wish I’d turned back: one less departure made.
Wish I could see your face across the darkening years behind me.

As you get farther out, things recede to a single point.

Tonight, saw coastlines slipping away – the distance made of words unspoken.
Tonight, saw cities slipping away – the vectors aimed in one direction.

As you get farther out, things recede to a single point.
As you get farther out, angles bend and shift and break.
And as the present races forward, the only things around me are my forgettings and my recollections.
Track Name: Ghost
I am a ghost.
You have not seen me here.
You have not heard me passing through.
I am a ghost, and ghosts just disappear.

I am a face without a memory,
a temporary vision,
a body without a past.

I came, displaced from the outset,
seeking my persistence.
Present tense, at best, but never quite so clear.

You cannot trust your ears.
You cannot trust your eyes.
Don’t be so sure of what you think you saw,
or what you think you heard.
This is what I have become:

I am a ghost.
I am a refugee, running from myself,
but only searching for myself.

I am a ghost.
You have not seen me here.
You have not heard me passing through.
I am a ghost, and ghosts just disappear.