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Aoife O'Donovan (featuring Kris Drever) “Transatlantic“: Subscribe to be notified and tap the 🔔 to turn on notifications Written by Aoife O’Donovan and commissioned by Irish Arts Center as part of Grásta: Grace in Uncertainty, 2020-2021 Aoife O’Donovan - filmed by Ben Conley in Orlando, FL at Full Sail University Kris Drever, Euan Burton and Louis Abbot - self filmed in Glasgow, Scotland Jeremy Kittle - filmed in Brooklyn Edited by Joe Aidonidis: FOLLOW AOIFE SONG CREDITS Produced by Aoife O'Donovan, Kris Drever and Darren Schneider Aoife O'Donovan: vocals, acoustic guitar, piano Kris Drever: vocals, guitars Jeremy Kittel: violin, viola Euan Burton: bass Louis Abbott: drums Engineered by Darren Schneider at Full Sail University in Orlando, Euan Burton and Louis Abbott in Glasgow, and Jeremy Kittel in Brooklyn Mixed by Darren Schneider Mastered by Paul Blakemore Written by Aoife O'Donovan Published by Just Yogurt Music (ASCAP). Administered by Seed Soup Songs. LYRICS You fell asleep with your head down I fell asleep saying please The banjos and fiddles played breakdowns And we slept like babies Out in the bar room you sang songs Songs from another time And when you got the words wrong I woke up and sang your lines You take the high road - and I'll take the low road I'll get there before you We'll make it to Scotland Or have we forgotten what we're going there for? You fell in love with your hands out Your hands made a peace sign So I fell apart when you pulled out We ought to try to try Everything's broken around me The heather dies when I pass The sky looks like a foundry Where my heart is metal cast You take the high road - and I'll take the low road I'll get there before you We'll make it to Scotland Or have we forgotten what we're going there for? I'll swim 'cross the coldest sea In a transatlantic reverie Just to see your face when I wash up On the barren shores of Skye Then to the lowlands we'll fly Take my hand, walk side by side Side by side Jamie, try me Pour me another I'm dry Hold on to whatever will be And we'll raise our glasses high You take the high road - and I'll take the low road I'll get there before you We'll make it to Scotland Or have we forgotten what we're going there for?
