from the soot of this half​-​sleep

by kelpie

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sad songs about the winter.

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released November 7, 2015

written/performed/produced by kelpie

album artwork by Dani Proteau

additional mixing/production by koku (Jordan Esau)

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kelpie. Vancouver, British Columbia

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Track Name: From Underneath
i was wondering if
you'd absolve me my sings
'cause right now everything looks pretty new

i was hoping that
if given a chance
i'd give this pretty picture back to you

i promise to make it right
i promise not to leave this time

watching feet fall
walking out on me
for the second time

stepping in the hints
your footsteps left
wearing my good shoes

wiping dust
out of my eyes
remembering the novel i was reading

these lovely faces
make me feel
like you must have
Track Name: In The Skin of a Lion
If you should go
I’ll let my hair grow
wander alone
in the skin of a lion

Like the movement of ghosts
over prairie wheat
when it’s windy

Like an army of bones
used to build
old cathedrals

Bury a stone
sex and archaeology

No story told
just like it were the only one

We’d stand here and smoke
the dye up to our necks

The lowest of low
all leather scent and sweat

The colours explode
from the tiny ashes
Track Name: Wolves
she was my hope
her calloused hands gave me
life i'd never known

and i could have tried
to give her my own
but the wolf at the door

was howling my name
whispered her ways
and left me here poisoned

with nothing to blame
just this dead skin i'm in
and no reason to shed it

and i suppose
i could turn that way again
didn't you know
i was just a child then

take my hand
lead us to a quiet place
hold my head down
drown me in our suffering

'cause i'm no hero
and we're not that special
and these aren't the answers
to what makes us hollow