the fence around my grave

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is not inspired by music but by the world. the dying one.

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released October 1, 2011

written by rachel elliott
recorded by martin horn
mixed by mike wray
mastered by harris newman

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goose Montréal, Québec

Rachel Elliott started goose in 2009 as a sometimes solo, sometimes quintet arrangement with fellow Coal Choir musicians Melanie Benard, Ruth Ainsworth, Kate Forrest, and Arwen Flemming. Inspired by the Coal Choir's folky-choral-drone, Elliott sought to create a sound expressive of the emotional turmoil she recognized in liminal natural spaces:
      "The best parts of a city are the natural area
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Track Name: awake in the winter
what are you doing awake in the winter?
what are you doing awake on the just been frozen lake?
why aren't your senses tucked into bed?
a world of life needs a rest

white beads of water are the sand and the sleep
and the dream, white reflects everything

what are you doing awake in the winter?
what are you doing awake? you must live in the city
where flashing lights keep you awake
in a taut and restless state

white beads of water are the sand and the sleep
and the dream, white reflects everything but the sound

there's no first person way you can see your own face,
there's a life under snow that we cannot displace

white beads of water are the sand and the sleep
and the dream, white reflects everything but the sound
Track Name: yellow leaves
its been cold, at least for september
and at night the rain's been washing down the leaves
yellow leaves of the ash tree

shuffle our feet through the fallen means
and ends of a budding spring weed
yellow leaves of the ash tree

before the smoke stills
his pulse slows,
do you know how fast a tree's sap flows?
do you know how fast a tree's sap flows?

it needed some paint, the iron railing,
lest the blood red rust turn the iron into dust
do you know how fast a tree's sap flows?
Track Name: selkie
oh warm milk on my throat! i want to sing!
honied and spiced; i'll go on it feels nice
to put my voice in the air
move it around it belongs there
put my song on the breeze
and stir the tips of the trees

we said there's nothing that is me
we rush always to the sea
(and its there we ever be)
till the tide moves us away
(back unto from where we came)
and though they could see we're changed
they could still recall our names

so they called us back to them
they called us back to them
and though they could see we're changed
they could still recall our names
so they called us back to them

oh she's been tossed and she's tumbled
but she'll wake with a clean slate
its never too late
to find the one 'been speaking for you
and grab them by the neck

so put your voice in the air
move it around it belongs there
put your song on the breeze
make babies kick and sprout seeds!

but are there ears in this world for a voice like that?
gone away so far then come back
can we hear it?
the machine churns so loud
the machine, machine, machine
can we grow in our labs a culture of hearing?
here we go...
Track Name: the greatest freshwater lakes
you're the greatest freshwater lakes in the world
i'm the salty, briny, codless ocean
i get angry/i get angry/i get angry
you're a sage in your old age
i throw tantrums on the floor

you think i'm alright, i don't know why
when i look into my own eyes i see
fight! fight!
you know that i've got action/passion!
but the evil's no accident...

you're the greatest freshwater lakes in the world
i'm the salty, briny, codless ocean
i get angry/ you're at peace, you're at peace
i get angry/ you're at peace, you're at peace
i get angry/ you're at peace, you're at peace
you're a sage in your old age
i throw tantrums on the floor

pounded the streets that night
looking for an intimate fight
to rip apart all that's grown in too tight,
to handle,
i'm going to dismantle the unities
that i'v been making lately