The Prize Abandoned

by Ghost Atlantic

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released April 28, 2013

Recorded over three days in November and December 2012 at Acadia Recording Company in Portland, Maine

Produced, engineered and mixed by Todd Hutchisen

Mastered by Pat Keane at PKM

All music written by Ghost Atlantic
©2016 Ten Pounds of Hits in a Five Pound Bag Music (BMI)


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Track Name: Temporary
Shadows to distort our faces, mirrors they have all mislead
Shallow graves for slow decay, we are temporary
Our bodies fade

Explosions of an eastern sky, rid of empty promises
Skin resolves to melt away and blend within
To lose ourselves we blend within, finalize


Distant like postcard words on the back of a faded scene
Screaming at the wind, by a river in the rain
Contours in the rug where the witch has been swept
Done in by her broom and the company that she kept


[When we’re whole, when we’re whole
We would give anything just to be everything]
Track Name: The Dunes
Track Name: Deep End
Morning bell, fractured light
A passing glance, one last goodbye
Too many words, broken faith
A fleeting chance for a clean escape
The reasons why this won’t work out
So pack your things, go off the deep end
Go off the deep end

A burned out house, a frozen sea
A silent prayer for a chance to flee
An ocean’s width caught in between
Stolen time or severed limbs
The reasons why, this won’t work out
So pack your things, go off the deep end
So pack your things, go off the deep end
Go off the deep end
Go off the deep end
Track Name: Notes from the Floor
Track Name: Violent Bow
Did you see a pattern, were the walls taking shape?
Did you see that one coming, were you frozen in place?
Was it all that they promised, these signals that bend?
These currents so vital, to burn our mistakes


Do I stop trying, if it starts to make sense?
As they just keep fighting until the last one lies dead

And if you were an ocean, I’d have no one to thank
For all these opinions and a tongue that won’t shake
All that I am, these words I have thrown
This air I have swam in, I owe this to you


After you’re gone, how do I breathe again?
After you’re gone, gone from here