The Wooden Wolf

"Winter Variations" Op. 6

by The Wooden Wolf

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Alain Dohet Wonderful as usual. Fit perfectly with fall season and landscapes!
Thanks Alex!

Neil W Well put together album. Favorite track: A Mouthful Of Sky.

wonderdog Fantastic!!
He grabs the heart-strings & tugs them down - but in a beautiful way.

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1.	Busy Being Born 05:18	lyrics	buy track

2.	Broken Night 06:19	lyrics	buy track

3.	It Takes An Angel To Make A Ghost 05:21	lyrics	buy track

4.	Interlude (You're The Moon) 02:07	info	buy track
5.	Little Green Eyes 03:34	lyrics	buy track

6.	Winter 04:18	lyrics	buy track

7.	Four Bullets For Berta Cáceres 02:20	lyrics	buy track

8.	Funny How 03:56	lyrics	buy track

9.	A Mouthful Of Sky 04:08	lyrics	buy track

10.	Lying High Above 04:01	lyrics	buy track

11.	Thursday Morning Blues 02:26	lyrics	buy track

12.	St. John's Prayer 11:52	info	buy track

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released November 16, 2018

All songs by The Wooden Wolf
Cédric Lemaire: Drums
Adam Lanfrey: Double Bass, Vocals
Marie Langenfeld: Cello
Ben Schmoll: Violin

Mastered by Rémi Gettliffe

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The music of The Wooden Wolf, deeply sincere, is a music of spaces. They are big and wild, small and intimate, he absorbs the details and fills the void. It is an introspective music that nourishes text prose flower. His sensitivity make all the flavor of his compositions: a sensitivity as unique as universal. ... more

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Track Name: Busy Being Born: Lyrics

I used to laugh at my shadow
I guess I thought it was my past
Now I let it speak to me
The echo of a muffled heart in the chest

But I guess all this hollow me
Is just a place to hide
All these folded instincts
Just a broken pride

I thought I was busy dying
But I'm busy being born

Everything is for tomorrow
But tomorrow never comes

There's never enough room
Never enough room just to be anywhere

So we give the silence a little stir
We lay down five minutes
Aim for the stars and devour centuries

With all these mirrors waiting for faces in them
With all these mirrors waiting for faces in them

They glow, outwardly, just like me
But that glow is not a light
Just a phony little fever
And it's spread all over me, it's obscene
It's keeping me numb, deceptively clean

Oh but we get old, real fast
Have you ever noticed
The way you eventually get to like this shit
This comfort in being sad
Despite yourself

I thought I was being dying
But I'm busy being born

I thought I was busy dying
But I'm busy being born

I thought I was busy dying
But I'm busy being born
Track Name: Broken Night: Lyrics

I'm watching the gray velvet of the night
It's eating up the walls of my neighborhood
It's taking the windows, it's taking their light
It's eating up the doors and the sidewalks too

It's taking the church and the houses around
It's taking the people inside too
It's stealing their prayers and hallelujahs
And they don't know, they don't even know

Like a shadow that can not be seen but smelled
That your body remembers but your mind forgot
It's not all dark yet but your light is raped
And it snows now, like ashes, fallen pieces of a broken god

It swallows the men and their halos with
Hollows them out as they sleep
It's taking their prayers and hallelujahs
And they don't know, they don't even know
Track Name: It Takes An Angel To Make A Ghost: Lyrics

All I do everyday is wake up
Wake up and lick the frost off my dreams
I think it’s maybe the best thing I do
Work my tongue on a forgotten dream

The wings of the night are beautiful things
But they’re beautiful things only when they flap
They’re only dusty feathers in the morning
And everyday’s an unborn phoenix in a trap

At night I try to sleep but I don’t sleep
Cause that’s when the ghosts are comin’ out
You know there’s a ghost behind every little thing
Looming

Brave men are broken nightly in their beds
In a desert of useless moonlight
There’s a howling emptiness gnawing through their mattress and their head
Off the ceiling drips the blood of a forgotten god

A bed full of blood is where they sleep
Full of sweat, full of cum, full of tears
Cause we were born there, we fuck there and that’s where we’ll die too
So why even get out from under the sheets

At night I try to sleep but I don’t sleep
Cause that’s when the ghosts are comin’ out
You know there’s a ghost behind every little thing
Looming, inhaling when you exhale
Opening his eyes when you close yours
But it takes an angel to make a ghost, you know
It takes an angel to make a ghost
Track Name: Little Green Eyes: Lyrics

Come on little green eyes, stay with me
Come on little green eyes, lay with me
And play with me
But stay with me

Screaming eyes, so sharp with light
Troubled eyes but exquisitely alive
With quivering fire
O little green eyes

Splendid eyes with green but despair too
There’s languor and spleen but where are you?
They tremble from rage to resignation
O little green eyes, little green eyes, little green eyes

Now come on little green eyes, stay with me
Come on little green eyes, lay with me
Come on little green eyes, oh play with me
Track Name: Winter: Lyrics

You would call me at night [it’s just a fantasy]
And color up the canvas of my pillow
And I’d dim all the lights
And let them all glow away in yellow

Winter comes and it’s a slaughter [but not an enemy]
Where’s the flesh on our bones
Yesterday will come home in the summer
But now white is master in its different tones

Anyone, anybody
Come see me tonight
Anyone, anybody
Cause I'm dying here

You would call me at night [another fantasy]
And soften the coffin of my bed
And I’d turn out the lights
And let them all go away in my head

And if the night is empty [where’s your friend dear]
Then so am I
It’s not a whole pool to fill
Just this little cup of mine
Track Name: Four Bullets For Berta Cáceres: Lyrics

Berta Cáceres was a Honduran indigenous
Environmental rights campaigner, an activist

Fighting for her land, for a life with dignity
But like hundreds of others before she was murdered

Four bullets to thank her for her commitment and bravery
Giving her life for the well-being of humanity

That’s what happens when you defend your way of life
Gunmen seem to get the better of human rights

And what’s doing the government to face impunity
But privatize rivers and uproot communities

What would you do if you were the persecuted
What would you like better, to be dispossessed or shot ?

Go, go Río Blanco
Flow, flow río, flow, just flow
Track Name: Funny How: Lyrics

Funny how you're the coolest thing I know
Yet you feel so warm to me
Funny how I love to long for you
As I wait to love you

Sunny how you're the best way I go
Still you scare the shit out of me
Funny all the traps you get yourself into
To be free

Funny how you're trying to make up your past
Change your mind from white to black
Funny how things go wrong when you turn around
To go back

Silly how songs are going my way
Yet I'm not sure of what I want to say
Funny how things come at once
When you give up on them
To go on
Track Name: A Mouthful Of Sky: Lyrics

There’s a moon, and it is drowning in the shadows of the night
You know soon the clouds will drink its milk and its brave little light
So, for a mouthful of sky, would you lay down and love me
Would you howl in the night and let that white moon shine above me

There’s a fire in the evening and a dark wind that blows
There’s a wire and a bird that sings, it resembles a crow
For a handful of stars, would you give in and touch me
Would you open up your little fists on me, I promise it ain’t much

That’s the handful of stars
Your dust in my eyes
Like a white comet scar
Of my lust in the night

I remember that night when lust defeated your pride
Your virtue was as see-through as the dress that you wore
At first you recoiled but the urge of your hands on my hide
It was printed all over your face, on the walls, on the floor

And your ink on my skin was as dark as your hair
As you danced over me, a naked figure in the air
It was like biting in a clementine, thrusting my teeth in your hide
It was bitter at first, but much sweeter inside

And here’s your mouthful of sky
Your spit on my song
Your teeth in my hide
My love on your tongue
Track Name: Lying High Above: Lyrics

She’s dropping wild ashes off every little thing
That smolders in her body and burns her veins
Scattered crumbs of life for my pigeon self
Come on and dribble Picasso colors on my dry brains

She says we may as well sleep and learn to die
Cause we don’t make any sense when we’re awake
So we hang at our dreams with silken strings
But secretly wishing they will break

And we go lying high above

And every night with her is so long and so fast
A never ending poem, a life duet
Is there an awakening or just dreams that last
We turn over, we seek and flee and to remember we forget

And we go lying high above

She says her love was strong but it was all wrong
It just begged and begged to be pure
And all the decayed loves knew it all along
But me, I thought I loved an angel and it was just a ghost

When we went lying high above
Track Name: Thursday Morning Blues: Lyrics

With every erection
There's a sad ambition
Like a hope for surrender
Or some kind of redemption

So I hold on to my love
Though I'm empty-handed
I try to pull myself off
But too much is expected

I can't make myself come
And it makes me so lonely
My body has grown numb
And still it whirs so gently

My soul it is hungry
But my flesh it won't sing
It is offended and angry
For the relief it won't bring

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