A Broom With A View

About the Songs

Mostly Ghostly

A maudlin but mercurial ghost bemoans the lack of physical brains, wailing with a massive pipe organ.

 

A Broom With A View

The intriguing Halloween night sky invites a sensory-appreciating witch out for a joy ride on her broom.  Organ, piano, and strings set this witch “ablaze” as she takes in the beauty and wonder of October.

 

Souling Song – All Hallows Version

Traditional English melody and lyrics about the practice of “souling” – offering prayers for people’s beloved departed in exchange for soul cakes.  Cathedral bells and organ ring out on All Souls Day (November 2) as the soulers go about this Christian custom.

 

Souling Song – Samhain Version

A different take on the traditional song, describing the ancient Celtic celebration of Samhain, where the dead were believed to visit the earth, accept food offerings, and share their magic.  Drums, organ, electric guitar and bass, and voices dance together like wild pagans around a Samhain bonfire.

 

Dark Glass

Written about a mesmerizing dream Kristen had with surreal Halloween imagery.  Windy sounds and distant voices set against organ and strings give the impression of floating through the sky.

 

Cats In The Catacombs

A xylophone-bone-clinking romp with organ and piano where cats lurking around the catacombs get “spooked to poofs of nerves and fur.”  Featuring a feline-esque cello.

 

Sleeping Dust (“The Death Lullaby”) – Ashes To Ashes Version

A sweet, plaintive lullaby about death to sing to the dead or the living.  Organ, piano, celesta, and humming take us from simple beginnings to simple endings with a world of intensity in between.

 

Flappy Bat

The old Samhain bonfires attracted insects, which in turn attracted bats.  In medieval times, burning witches at the stake attracted bats for the same reason, deepening the Halloween association.  This carol’s vocal duet and patterns in the strings sound like the flapping wings of bats.

 

Vampire Empire

A saucy invitation from a vampire to a mortal to become one of the blood-hungry undead.  A majestic organ and wicked harpsichord waltz together while two kick drums thump like heartbeats.


Lyrics

All lyrics © 2009 Kristen Lawrence, except where otherwise noted

Mostly Ghostly

I’m mostly a ghost, but I still have my head.
I don’t mean to boast, but I’m better than dead.
For, those folks in graves are still lying intact,
And each ghost behaves as though all-dead, in fact.

I keep my mind here, in my hands, at my side.
But, yes, through my ear all my brains seem to slide.
Oh, I love my head; I was clever in life,
But witlessness dread, so beware of my scythe.

 

A Broom With A View

Come, my broom, it’s time to view the world with the moon.
Listen! Evening winds approach to escort us up.
Halloween makes midnight seem candle-lit by stars and screams! 
Ah, oooh!  Ride and glide as in a dream.

As we rise past curving branches which sweep us high,
Ghosts wave, visiting a time past before the grave.
Halloween makes midnight seem candle-lit by stars and screams! 
Ah, oooh!  Ride and glide as in a dream. 

Down below, the porches glow for Trick-or-Treaters.
Broom, swoop us through cemeteries’ old pretty stones!
Halloween makes midnight seem candle-lit by stars and screams! 
Ah, oooh!  Ride and glide as in a dream. 

How the scent of dry leaves mingles with warm lanterns,
Wafting as a stream into the black sea of night!
Halloween makes midnight seem candle-lit by stars and screams! 
Ah, oooh!  Ride and glide as in a dream.


Souling Song – All Hallows Version

(Traditional lyrics)

Soul Day, Soul Day, we be come a‘ souling.
Pray, good people, remember the poor,
And give us a soul cake. 

Chorus:

Soul, soul, a soul cake!
Please, good lady, a soul cake!
An apple, a pear, a plum or a cherry,
Any good thing to make us merry.
Soul, soul, a soul cake!
Pray we for a soul cake!
One for Peter, two for Paul,
And three for Him who made us all.

God bless the master of this house, the mistress also,
And all the little children who ‘round your table grow.
Likewise, your men and maidens, your cattle and your store,
And all that dwell within your gates, we wish you ten times more.

Souling Day, so we pray for the souls departed.
Pray give us a cake,
For we are all poor people well-known to you before.

Little Jack, Jack sat on his gate,
Crying for butter, to butter his cake.
Up with your kettles, and down with your pans,
Give us our souling, and we’ll be gone.

Down into the cellar, and see what you can find.
If your barrels are not empty, we hope you will prove kind.
We hope you will prove kind with your apples and your grain,
And we’ll come no more a’ souling ‘til this month comes again.

Soul Day, Soul Day, we have been praying
For the souls departed, so pray good people, give us a cake.
So give us a cake for charity’s sake
And our blessing we’ll leave at your door.

 

Souling Song – Samhain Version 

(Samhain pronounced “SOW-in”)

Chorus:

Soul, soul, soul cakes!
We come hunting for soul cakes!
We are dead, but like we said,
On this night we’ll take your bread
And while you’re out of your abode,
Lighting fires of Samhain old,
Think of us, out of body –
As we are, you, too, shall be.

Samhain Night, at long last,
We parade from ages past –
A journey from the Otherworld –
Oh, the hairs that we have curled!

Winter’s Eve surrounds us,
Its open portal astounds us.
We creep into the living sphere,
And see where memories summon here.
Find us in this coldness,
Visiting with much boldness.
Share your food; we’ll share our power
To discern a future hour.

Summer’s End, Summer’s End –
Will the sun return, vital warmth to send?
Summer’s End, Summer’s End –
Darkness lengthens in its stride across the sleeping land.

Little Jack, Jack sat on his gate,
Offering goblins and demons his cake.
Up with the chill and down with the sun,
Waning and waning, the Dark Half’s begun.
All this night as boundaries untie,
Visitors friendly and frightful stop by.
Up with your mask and down with your feet,
Marching and marching to lead out the fleet.

How about this dwelling?
Its offerings are compelling,
With drinks and cakes and porridge,
And cherries and berries from storage.
Rattles at your door!
Don’t be scared, but give us some more!
A banshee or a fershee might delight by new firelight.

 

Dark Glass

I saw the earth as a moon-like globe
Outside my window, shower window.
No glass impaired my sight this night
As a vision pulled my ear, “Come out here.”
All the atmosphere had shattered
And fell in fragments like dark glass from the sky.
No one can say, none can detail
Where droplets splashed and shards rushed maddened.

Chorus:

Everything was a shade of blue,
Round and grand and blue,
So close, I had to check what planet I was on.
How radiant the sphere appeared! 
Glowing water waved a mirror.
Long points of white turned the earth with sparkling hums.

The continents seemed a little fuzzy
As they throbbed in their green pattern.
I stretched my arms to their expanse,
So round, so bold,
So feeling and yet small.
Through this night I could fly
Past all wintery fences high,
Alone for miles around.

Am I too far above ground?
The motion pulled, so where’s too far?

My elbows leaned on the tile –
I forgot there was tile for a while –
And soaked in absence of time.
The steam gathered dew in mind.
So, light and dark spin their fight –
Or agree to what they are –
All at night outside my window.


Cats In The Catacombs

Cats in the catacombs have scratchy, catchy claws.
They tousle a mouse or a ratty, tatty rat, then pause,
For something in the darkness creaks, and curious to see …
RAWR!  Spooked to poofs of nerves and fur!

Cats hiss like catalysts for mighty, frighty nights.
They cater with caterwauls down the labyrinthy halls,
Then patter, scatter as a knocking echoes down the way …
RAWR!  Spooked to poofs of nerves and fur!

Cats’ eyes can categorize images so dim. 
Like bunk beds of bones holding grins and gory eyes awake.
A cataplexy like a hex will seize the bristly beast …
RAWR!  Spooked to poofs of nerves and fur!

Cats brush by catafalques which, slipped in crypts beneath,
Can portend a mortal end to the lives-of-nine inclined. 
Well, pity kitties on their eighth who paw at loose, piled skulls …
RAWR!  Spooked to poofs of nerves and fur!

 

Sleeping Dust (“The Death Lullaby”) – Ashes To Ashes Version

Hum, hum, hummmmm

 

Flappy Bat

Flappy bat, flapping at Halloween bonfires great,
Have you caught any moth fluttering to its fate?

Witches’ stakes – grave mistakes – summon your swooping grace.
Might your shape be escape, masked by a devil’s face?

Pointy wings, echoings, guide your nocturnal flight
Past the hills, sweeping chills with your form by moonlight.

 

Vampire Empire

Succulent biting and sucking to our desire
Forever mark the Vampire Empire.
Come have a taste of our vicious kisses
Then drink, awake to the pulsing blood where bliss is.

Undead, un-reflected, seeking a neck to bite,
We shun the sun and hark the dark night.
Don’t cross us or pointed words from our lips
Will stab your gloat – and throat – ending in dripping sips.

Garlic or our lick?  Will sticky blood be your pick?
Drains by Romanian fangs are quick.
Sharpen your smile and, while midnight dancing with us,
Chase lushly the blush of Eternal Spring.

 

 

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1 - Mostly Ghostly - Entrance Music

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2 - A Broom With a View

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3 - Souling Song - All Hallows Version

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4 - Souling Song - Samhain Version

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5 - Dark Glass

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6 - Cats In The Catacombs

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7 - Sleeping Dust (Death Lullaby)-Ashes to Ashes

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8 - Flappy Bat

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9 - Vampire Empire

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10 - A Broom With A View - Instrumental Version

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11 - Cats In The Catacombs - Instrumental Version

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12 - Vampire Empire - Instrumental Version

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13 - Mostly Ghostly - Exit Music

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