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by Ghostly Hounds

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released December 17, 2015

Francesca Daoust- Vocals, Banjo
Matthew Dorfman- Double Bass
Suzanne Stirling- Trumpet
Zafer Zephyr- Viola

Recorded and mixed by Matthew Dorfman

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Ghostly Hounds Montreal, Québec

Montreal-based witch-folk project, Ghostly Hounds, combines strings, horns and powerful vocals to create a dark, jazzy sound. Featuring the songs of Francesca Daoust (vocals and banjo) accompanied by an eclectic mix of instrumentation, often including Matthew Dorfman on Double Bass, Suzanne Stirling on Trumpet and Zafer Zephyr on Viola. ... more

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Track Name: Crone
figure in the door I have not seen before
but I met you in my dreams
how strange, it seems
I'd like to take you inside
show you my light
of course, my darkness as well
it's where I hide my spells
and if you ask me oh so sweet
I might just let you see
but you must swear to the sky
once you come inside
you will
open to meet me
and surrender completely

tales from long ago I no longer wish to hold
you may see the crone within
livin' 'neath my silky skin
whispering
now is the time
now is the only answer
to what's on my mind
if you search, you'll find
but will you still follow me
with my pain not so discrete?
though these tales I hold no more
they've settled in my soul
crone invoking
through a deadly provoking
Track Name: I Pray
I pull the same card every fucking day
there must be something I'm not grasping.
I wake up in the morning and I pray
and in the evening, when I rest my head,
I'm still left asking why.

I was born a dreamer and I'll always be
as I dance through the mysteries.
Still a dreamer, but it seems to me
these times they call for us to wake
and face the dark reality.

Time to rise, we can fight side-by-side.

This flame gives life and yet it also burns,
how many times before my lesson's learned?
If I continue will I lose my skin,
or will I break through and find the answers
I hold within.

I'm on fire, I'm on fire.

I pull the same card every fucking day
there must be something I'm not grasping.
I wake up in the morning and I pray
and in the evening, when I rest my head,
I'm still left asking why.
Track Name: A Cliff
Where did you come from, my dear?
It's been so long since I felt this kind of fear.
I did not consent for things to go this way.
But, in the end, I suppose
I really had no say.

It feels like I'm standing on the edge of a cliff
waiting for the earth to crumble
as I feel it shift.

It feels like you're seeping into my bones
and I don't know whether to run
or call it home.

You opened me
when I could not breathe
and you held me
and let me weep
finally

Where did you come from, my dear?
It's been so long since I felt this kind of fear.
Track Name: Month of Tears
I'm watching my life like a movie today
like a bad soap opera that I just can't escape.
My head is spinning, heart's on the ground
and you, my darling, are nowhere to be found.

It's been a real journey through these troubling times
watching those I love waste away 'fore my eyes.
I know it won't last keeping love by my side,
I shouldn't hold on, but that don't stop me from trying.

It don't stop me from trying, it don't stop me from crying.

May became the month of tears,
a time of cleansing rain
to flood the sorrows deep within
and wash up all the pain

Well, some days it seems like the best I can do,
is tell myself 'just keep moving'
like, 'one foot in front of the other'
then I'll recover.

I'm coping now, the best that I can
and when he tries to take his life,
I gotta say I understand.
The memories are heavy, they shadow the love
and it continues..
you just can't make this shit up.

May became the month of tears,
a time of cleansing rain
to flood the sorrows deep within
and wash up all the pain