Velvet & Soil

by Saint Corsair

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Saint Corsair, led and directed by Lucas Carpenter, is a new age ensemble with a penchant for the past. Currently based in Savannah, GA — Saint Corsair has gone through several iterations finding focus in the mix between technical, complex composition and simplistic, straightforward songwriting. The name is a nod to the holy and unholy — a saintly pirate. Always looking for lyricism with stories of the lost and reincarnate and melodies with subtle mementos, melancholy or menace.


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released February 19, 2016

© & ℗ 2016 Furious Hooves, Furhoof: Sixth Man

Lucas Carpenter: Vocals, Guitar, Bass, Synthesizer, Piano, Composition
Trevor Estes: Drums
Christian Spence: Bass
Chris Doyle: Trumpet
Eric Stapleton: Trumpet
Lucas Gregg: Violin
Adam Intrator: Additional Vocals

Written & Produced by Lucas Carpenter.
Recorded in Savannah, GA; Los Angeles, CA; Saltlands in Dumbo, NYC.
Mixed by Alex Previty.
Mastered by Peter Mavrogeorgis at Dollhouse Productions.
Artwork & Design by Ryan McCardle.

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Track Name: Pairs
Pairs

If it were up to me, it would be a different place.
If it were up to me, it would be, a different case.

I know that I haven't much say,
Stand so quiet in my place,
Going nowhere at this rate,
Standing still at a steady pace.

All the girls in their pairs,
All the girls in their pairs,
All the girls in their pairs walk alone.

If it were up to me, it would be such a grand event.
If it were up to me, I wouldn't meet the end once again.

I know that I haven't much say,
Stand so quiet in my place,
Going nowhere at this rate,
Standing still at a steady pace.

The girls in their pairs walk through Paris but don't say hello, they don't say much of anything at all.
If it's claimed were all together, and you drop me like a feather, one would think I'd fall softly to the ground.

Lovely girls in their pairs walk through Paris but don't say hello, they don't say much of anything at all.
All the girls in their pairs walk through Paris though who is who, in case I, in case I need to know.
Lovely girls in their pairs walk through Paris but don't say hello, they don't say much of anything at all.
If it's claimed we’re all together, and you drop me like a feather, one would think I'd fall softly to the ground.

All the girls in their pairs,
All the girls in their pairs,
All the girls in their pairs walk alone.
All the girls in their pairs,

All the girls in their pairs,
All the girls in their pairs walk alone.
Track Name: Pulling Teeth
Pulling Teeth

If this is how it's going to be,
One by one you're pulling teeth,
I'll see, how I deserve it all.
I deserve it all.
If this is how it's going to be,
Carrying clouds that are killing everything,
I'll be the first to leave,
I'll be the first to leave.

Mend all of my open wounds,
The broken bones and the shades of blue
That I've become subject to,
Since my hands turned to straw.
I'm a feathertop,
In a tailcoat.
I'm a feathertop.

If this is how it's going to be,
One by one you're pulling teeth,
I'll see, how I deserve it all.
I deserve it all.
If this is how it's going to be,
You sink your claws into everything you see.
I'll be the first to leave,
I'll be the first to leave.

Mend all of my open wounds,
The broken bones and the shades of blue,
That I've become accustomed to
Since my hands turned to straw.

I'm a feathertop
In a tailcoat,
I'm a feathertop
In a tailcoat,
I'm a feathertop.
Track Name: Brushes Like A Fox
Brushes Like a Fox

I can’t think of one reason,
For you, to rip out your hair
And I can't seem to imagine,
What a life with you is like in dog years
Though my dear, your absurdity is divine.

What a curious thing to think about,
What it's like being something else.
You can curse the saints left and right
But don't you dare deny your own health.

The canary is singing, it's song, is bringing me around, around, around, around.
All the great ships are sinking, the city is shrinking, down, down, down, down,
I've closed this door once before, the key, will never, ever be found, found, found, found.
Do you think we're better of all having brushes like a fox?

Do you think we're better off, all having brushes like a fox?
Do you think we're better off, all having brushes like a fox?
Track Name: Us Hounds
Us Hounds

The house, we grew up in, had something inside,
I was nine, when I swore it’d be there that I die.
It’s not there anymore, its upkeep a chore.
The crown tore it down, now all the remain,
Are us hounds.

The house we grew up in had something inside,
I was nine when I swore it was there that I’d die.
Couldn't live with that lie, the townspeople cried,
As they ripped apart it's humble heart,
A child of nine laid down to die.

It was more than a ruin, when we knew it best.
Without champagne bars and lavish cars,
We all had our loves, and they were dressed up in gloves.
Then they burned all the trees around,
The waves came in and washed them out,
Owners now drowned, us hounds nowhere bound.
And the house we grew up in had something inside,
I was nine when I swore it’d be there, there that I’d die.
Track Name: Mare's Nest
Mare's Nest

How could you claim to know what I'm thinking,
My love is written on the notes that you're reading
Despite my best efforts, you show no receiving,
The giving is exhausting but the giving is needed.
Due to somber disillusions I fear I'll let you down.
That's why we can't do this, at least now.
Living separate lives, pretending it's fine,
Breaks one down, takes a toll, it sure hurts alright.

Suppose I'm not what you thought
But I'm not what you think.
If you leave me now, I'm sure to sink.
Into an early grave, you can save your false face,
Don't you worry darling I've got plenty of pain.

What an erroneous claim to say you know what I'm thinking.
We've been far too dishonest to tell if it's numbness or feeling.
No matter how hard I try,
I can't seem to forget, I swear I'll continue to do my best.
And I often wonder what there could have been,
Had you never seen, my lovely silver mares nest.
And due to somber disillusions we can't do this now,
This being the broken wings, mangled by hounds.
They're my loves, my dears so I cut the wings with shears.
I left them in a hole of velvet and soil,
The silver mask is my own, with my hounds I'm at home,
I think it'd be best if you just leave me alone.

Suppose I'm not what you thought,
But I'm not what you think,
If you leave me now, then I'm sure to sink,
Into an early grave, you can save your false face.
Don't you worry darling I've got plenty of paint.

I don't have much right to ask for much from you,
I'll make it quick I'll make it brief, I have to ask you to, keep sweet.

You see a mare’s nest, and I can't bare that.