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Absent, in Recovery

by Meantime

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1.
Big Wave 04:26
The mist cleared from my eyes And as light filtered in I could see the outside for the first time It came as a surprise though I knew it all along I could hear the longing in your old songs And now this beating pressure is a permanent reminder of a dream But you knew best, despite my early warnings you persisted And in this light I can see your faces for the first time This ship is taking on water Big wave comes down Washing, clearing ground Big wave comes down to drown A river flows toward the sea All rivers flow but not all of them get there And is this really fortunate or is this just a slow burning failure? Friends can be your rescuers And friends can pull you backwards like an anchor This ship is taking on water, it’s shifting, it’s showing This is almost over
2.
Take Flight 03:56
Erase this Wings, take flight from broken arms Tangled, frantic, push on ahead Your face to the wind, determination Headstones and trees bend to your will Staring out blankly the city decays Huddled in pairs against the gale Arrogant we seek to blind the open eyes of the Earth That remember every move Raise up, we open fire Why then catches fire? Now I can see you I am no longer calm Now I can see that what’s real don’t seem to hold Erase this Open heads and crawling hearts Overturned but not apart This home is now a tomb haunted by ghosts of you Kill ‘cause you must eat tonight Wings, take flight
3.
I ran blindly like I was asleep With no mercy - straight into my eye Better to rush than facing a defeat - witnesses deny I was trapped in a forest made from my own devices I couldn’t see for the scales on my eyes A question, a million answers Listen, don’t listen - a crystal ball won’t tell you I’m calling it off, run to the outside Breaking glass flowers as I go I’m calling it off, calling the outside Breaking from everything I know I fell into a crystal hole where the scaleless one ran me through And I woke up in unfamiliar surroundings That looked the same as what I knew It didn’t matter where I’d been, who I’d known They meant nothing Now I depend on you two to keep me alive Straight into your eye We never allow each other the space to move We never allow ourselves to take more chances I’ll take my chances - taking the chance to depend on your thoughts, depending on instincts, depend on your pride and heeding those lessons Depend on less rumours and asking more questions Follow the light inside
4.
Savage 04:08
A tree fell in a forest - nobody heard a sound They were indifferent as always The world rests easy just beneath the warm and heavy weight of not looking ahead Of choosing safe and senseless things I’ll always talk in twos, always think in threes Who made you protector? Who made you the law? What good god would let you replace hard-won words and thoughts? You talk in twos. This magic comes in little waves A savage here, dressed to get its way A machine that’s sentient, a heart that beats without a head A mind that always shrinks but multiplies to the horizon Who made you protector? Who reduced the law? What good god would let you take the light out of our thoughts? You talk in twos. Who’s the god who let you in here? A promise to exclude the living. All profiteers are not forgiven. I was born awake and restless I will always recognise a lie.
5.
Consolidate our lives into the shiny god Reinstate old laws - why not? Of course your life ain’t over, of course it looks better redecorated Send a drone to do your work Of course my mind is older, of course I think it’s overrated Better than all these pops and clicks Better than any word I’ve said Better than the sounds that make me sick Better than things that make you feel alive We’re all caught in a false state A perpetual dance move mistake Something I defy but cannot win, something so vile, unseen Don’t slow me down Of course the lines get bolder the closer you get to the edge Undo all your worth Look over your shoulder the closer you get to the edge Better than you, better than me, better than the super sum of us combined I don’t wanna have to teach you how, misinterpreted for the millionth time - can’t get past words that were written down Can’t get enough to reach the bottom now Of course my ideal mind would think it’s overrated The path is clear for the initiated Don’t slow me down
6.
When I was a young man stories sounded true Blindly taking a stand against you and you and you I felt control Better stand corrected than to be confused Hard for us to take your point of view You held the rope Breathe, make it up, save it up, missed intention in the eye Can interpretations be just a simple lie? Say how it is, play your cards, boy are you a winner Seems to me you have outgrown - why so hard to let it go? Help me forget my prophetic life Not something I would’ve chosen Head hardwired to overload Pure, unspoiled unless heartbroken - something real and something never there. It’s a simple lie. When I was protected, hiding - prodigal I ruled Aimlessly directed, I would strike at shadows one by one Short to think and long to burn It’s a simple lie
7.
Tightrope 04:26
The sound and the space - paraded upside down Left in its wake, driven underground Once I was purposeless, waiting for your answers Didn’t matter what was truth nor kindness ‘Cause you’re dead in the water son So long boy, I wish you well You’re standing on A moving tightrope under me that’s drifting sideways Looking for release Well I’ll never judge a man by his demons Never when they seem dark nor shining, no So long, you stayed so long I wish you well Just once - starting to collapse Just once - nothing has to matter Just once - live a day without regret Just once - feeling like I’m home again Hello sweet relief
8.
Mirrors 04:26
I didn’t come this far to quit But man these mirrors, they don’t forget Well I got intentions twisted backward in the end Though I am certain they were perfect to begin I tell myself it’s just a phase, I tell myself ‘Boy, will you leave it?’ This is terrible - no mother to save us We’re just like animals led astray Tests with riddles oh no other can save us We’re naive animals led astray So it comes to this, a reckoning And nowhere to hide - ‘I’ is all-seeing Guides you through the dark like an unseen hand Different in the end, different to begin Can you honestly promise me that this is just a phase? I see but I just cannot pretend But go on, you pretend This is not the sum of me And all that I have struggled to create Let it be man It’s just the mirror, not me Yes it is
9.
Loner or superstar, try to hide what you are It’s so unfortunate - erase what might’ve been Your world, my world, the same to me Each lesson becomes part of me The answer’s not a reflex, no It’s in your reflection I’ve been dying to tell you so Can someone send an ambulance to save me? Can someone come and rescue who I used to be? I come apart as I am made whole I now realise who I am failing To live takes great mistakes I feel like I know less with every passing day You take the safest risks to hide your truth away I feel like I am less with every passing day I feel like I am absent, in recovery It’s when I’m absent in recovery that I come apart There’s no point in reminiscing You cannot help yourself You cannot save me

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The debut album by Meantime from London, UK.

Meantime is the brainchild of Slovakian and South African expats Stefan Klein (guitars/arrangements/programming) and Adam Stanley (vocals/lyrics).

The two bonded over a love of big guitar sounds and 90s/00s rock, realising that despite coming from far-flung corners of the world, they had similar musical upbringings that made their visions perfectly in sync.

A drummer by trade, Stanley found his voice with Klein's epic, colourful arrangements providing a heavy canvas to express himself over. From the very first song they completed, it was obvious that the duo would create something that was far more than just an online collaboration.

Meantime’s songs explore worldviews, inner conflicts and themes of resolution through poetic lyrics that are sometimes sarcastic, sometimes emotional and always insightful.

'Absent, in Recovery' comes from two years' writing, rewriting and tirelessly creating honest music that will continue to sound fresh long after its release.

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released July 27, 2020

Stefan Klein - Guitars / Bass / Programming / Arrangements
Adam Stanley - Vocals / Lyrics

Drums recorded by Garrett Hawkins in Nashville, TN

All instruments arranged by Stefan Klein

Mixed by Darren Carikas at Ghost Machine, LDN
Mastered by Fluid Mastering, LDN

Portrait by Gabriel Kurak
Sleeve design by Adam Stanley

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The brainchild of Slovakian and South African ex-pats Stefan Klein and Adam Stanley, Meantime was born when the songwriter and drummer-singer met online and fulfilled a mutual desire to create music that was exactly what they wanted to hear, pushing themselves out of their comfort zones to perform and create in a way neither had before. ... more

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