Flies & Lancaster

by DOUSE

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released July 27, 2014

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Jonathan Anderson in Maple Ridge, BC in March 2014.

All songs written and performed by Douse (Alea Rae).

Alea Clark - Vocals, Guitar, Piano Bass
Patrick Farrugia - Guitar, Rhodes, Bass, Backing Vocals
Jeremiah Ackermann - Drums and Percussion, Backing Vocals

Artwork and Design by Alea Clark.

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DOUSE New Westminster, British Columbia

Douse has evolved into a progressive and dark collective, yet still feels lush and somehow natural. Described as "art rock", their influences range from progressive, to post punk, world music and folk.

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Track Name: Flies
Even if I had a chance to explain
I knew you'd never leave here the same
All drastic actions are left to rest
Words spoken until they do not make sense

This is not to enrage you, it is to stifle your love
You will not hear what you want
And how can I know where to return
There is no comfort in your call

Where did you learn how to act in this way
All of your love is so recklessly, recklessly placed

We will never save each other
Your shadows are not mine
Letting it take over your mind
All your thoughts will bend and bleed

Where did you learn how to act in this way
All of your love is so recklesly, recklessly placed
Track Name: Lancaster
I hope you regret your words when you sleep
Promises are something you could never keep
And now the sea will never guide you back to me

Your limbs are overgrown with weeds
My only wish is to be buried by machines
When winter turns to spring it'll find me with another name

For your love
And it won't be for your sake

I watch you shiver
But I've been cold for years
The shadows on your frame
Will not excuse you from the pain you caused for years
Oh Lancaster
Oh childish boredom
What will you not say to save you from facing the pain of the truth

Your love is a darkness