Confess, My Love, Confess

by Gunned Down Horses

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Confess, My Love, Confess is an intimate indie pop/folk bedroom production written through many late night sessions between Turku, Haifa, Berlin and Copenhagen. Influenced by winter gloom, singer‐songwriter attitudes and all things left unsaid. The album is steeped with a genuine love for oldies, gypsy jazz, western soundtracks and choir music.

If you have ever missed another, this is the album for you.

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released November 3, 2016

Jenny Elisabeth & The Gunned Down Horses is:
Jenny Sofie Elisabeth Ivars - Vocals
Davidavi Dolev - Vocals
Rotem Calisir - Guitars
Or Rozenfeld - Bass
Yuval Tamir - Drums
Tom Klein - Cellos

Additional instruments: Boris Bendikov - Trumpets // Nina Vouraki Kramer - Programming, Pianos on tracks 2,4,5,8 // Ofer Oshman - Pianos on tracks 7,9 // Michael Kobrin - acoustic guitars tracks 4,8 // Choirs on 'Turtle Doves' by Joelle Luft, Shir Abutbul, Sharon Yelin, Neta Kessel.

All music and lyrics written by Davidavi Dolev except: 'London' by Tom Klein // 'Blue Sky' music by Naama Waisel, lyrics by Tennessee Williams // 'Misty' music by Errol Garner, lyrics by Johnny Burke

All songs were arranged by Jenny Elisabeth & The Gunned Down Horses except: 'Confess, My Love, Confess' & 'Misty' by Davidavi Dolev // 'London' by Jenny Sofie Elisabeth Ivars // 'Dora' by Ofer Oshamn, Avri Flesher & Davidavi Dolev and Produced by Avri Flesher & Davidavi Dolev.

Electric Guitars and Bass recorded by Avri Flesher at his home studio, Haifa, Israel // Electric Guitars on 'Confess, My Love, Confess' recorded by Tom Klein at his home studio, Haifa, Israel // Guitars Reamped by Yuval Kramer at Kramer's Studio, Mevaseret Zion, Israel // Acoustic guitars and choirs recorded by Ralph Huber at Archive studios, Haifa, Israel // Cellos recorded by Eliran Trabilov at The Duck studios, Haifa, Israel // Drums, Pianos on tracks 2,4,5,8 and Davidavi's Vocals recorded at Kramer's Studio by Nina & Yuval Kramer, Mevaseret Zion, Israel // Sofie's vocals recorded by Yuval Tamir at his home studio // Trumpets recorded by Yonatan Kossov at 'Jaffa Sound Art' Studios, Tel Aviv-Jaffa, Israel // Pianos on tracks 7,9 by recorded by Ofer Oshman at his home studio, Haifa // Digital editing by Yuval Tamir

Special thanks to Avri Flesher, Yuval Kramer and Nina Kramer // Artwork by Jennifer Stephanie Lipkin // Produced by Davidavi Dolev // Mixed by Yonatan Kossov at 'Jaffa Sound Art' studios, Tel Aviv-Jaffa, Israel // Mastered by Michael Fossenkemper at Turtletone studios, New York

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An intimate indie pop/folk bedroom production written through many late night sessions between Turku, Haifa, Berlin and Copenhagen. Influenced by winter gloom, singer‐songwriter attitudes and all things left unsaid. Steeped with a genuine love for oldies, gypsy jazz, western soundtracks and choir music. ... more

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Track Name: London
You’ve drawn the sirens out
with your beating heart.
I still hear the ringing,
London's calling us.

And I didn't save her
and I didn't savour
and I didn't save
my silver stone.

And I didn't save her
and I didn't say no
and when she asked
I said let go.
Track Name: Turtle Doves
Her mother said she’s not allowed
to put his fingers in her mouth,
but she did.

She was unhappy twenty years,
he dried her spit and drained her tears,
he promised he’d never leave.

And when he said “I Love You Girl”
he grabbed her wrists and pulled her hair,
and said she’s one of a kind.

And then he used her broken heart
to cut her in her deepest parts
and claimed “Your last breath is mine”.

Girls that age should not talk to boys
and mothers are always right,
beneath a wall of tender pillows
there lies the sharpest knife.

He wrote his father all is well
he can’t afford to call from hell
and the operators in French.

He bought her rings with plastic pearls,
expensive rooms in cheap motels
but, she never really asked for much.

They were together for a month
she always said she wants to dance
He left the room with trembling hands…

He couldn’t bare to see her eyes,
they showed reflections of a child
that just became a man.

Girls that age should not talk to boys
and mothers are always right,
beneath a wall of tender pillows
there lies the sharpest knife.
Track Name: Dead
I am dead, I am dead to you.
I am dead to you, you haven’t even noticed that I’m gone,
and it’s been to long.

In your bed, in your bed with you,
in your bed with you a drooling man,
my memories were drowned down
and it’s been too long.

I’m not expecting any calls today,
your mum lives right here, just one step away,
just one step further, tumblers cheer for me,
dropping from the lowest place
will you hear me if I break?

Cause you are
my one and only
I’m your one and lonely,
I told myself a stupid ring could wait.
I long to be the one that comes home late,
but I was always…

I was late, I was late for you
now I’m dead to you, you felt alone, but not enough to share
I feel you didn’t care.

I’m not expecting any calls today
your mum says “Hi, dear” and pulls away from me.
Just one step further, save this memory -
Come to visit, sit on our bench,
Pretend you could have gone through this again.

Cause you are my one and only,
I’m your one and lonely
I told myself a stupid ring could wait,
I long to be the one that comes home late,
but I was always late.

Cause you are my one and only,
I’m your one and lonely
I told myself a stupid ring could wait,
I long to be the one that comes home late,
but I was always…
Track Name: Misty
Look at me,
I'm as helpless as a kitten up a tree.
And I feel like I'm clinging to a cloud.
I can' t understand I get misty just holding your hand.

Walk my way
and a thousand violins begin to play.
Or it might be the sound of your voice, the music I hear.
I get misty, the moment you're near.

Can't you see that you're leading me on? 
And it's just what I want you to do.
Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost,
that's why I'm following you.

On my own
do I wander through this wonderland alone.
Never knowing my right from my left, my hand from my glove.
I'm too misty, and too much in love.

I’m too misty, and too much in love.
I’m too misty, and too much in love.
Track Name: Once Upon a Child
Once I saw your picture in a magazine,
prime time hour, you are on my TV screen
press my lips to yours…

Who knew
kindergarten romance lasts a lifetime?
Sailing our boats in a sandbox.
Who knew?
Ashtrays will replace the sceneries of our minds
once upon a child.

Twice I had the chance to tell you how I feel
try to answer, whether we were
ever real
two old lovely ghosts,

Who knew
kindergarten romance
last’s a lifetime?
Chasing our kites where the wind blows.
Do you think you'll save a small
place for me on your mind?
Somewhere to be mine?

Who knew kindergarten romance lasts a lifetime?
Sailing our boats in a sandbox.
Do you think you’ll save a small place for me on your mind?
Once when you were kind…
Track Name: Smoke
Smoke is rising from her nose
and I know there's a fire inside.

Jokes,
she stands up and she poses
and I know she will eat me alive.
She will have no remorse,
she will say "But of course dear, I'm all yours".

She smiles her chameleon smile,
where she hides her tongue just for me.
And she grinds her teeth every night,
to remind me, that I’m just a fly.
She'll deny it in denial.
She’ll fall for her own lies,
I'll be falling in love.

Smoke, it’s all just smoke and mirrors,
now I wish I could see her looking down,
staring straight to my eyes.
Track Name: Dora
Maybe someone had already wrote a song for you,
how could they not?
All the chords whisper Dora.
Running barefoot in the hallways,
I wish I could know her secret,
who is this girl?

Who is this girl?
Oh, Oh, Oh

Maybe I thought you were someone else besides yourself,
how could I not?
Words had turned into colors.
Running backwards names of lovers,
old affairs were full of secrets, seashells and pearls
who is this girl?

The time it took,
the way she looked while pianos sighed your name.
The time it took,
the way she looked,
I can swear that I’ve heard them asking
Maybe someone had already wrote a song for you?
Track Name: Confess, My Love, Confess...
Confess, my love, confess.
Get these words out of your chest
as your horses speed their pace,
as you gun down mine.

Confess, my love, confess.
Get these words out of your chest.
You staggered down an awkward phrase
with your mouth half shut.

Could I sneak another kiss?
A thief to snatch the captain's daughter?
A kiss to show itself the door
before your eyes would open.

Confess, my love, confess.
When people change they're changing fast,
but then you keep on coming back,
making sure your servants’ lacerated back
still keeps a spine with many drawers
for all your knives, for all the times, for all your godly force,
for all your spoons and forks.

Could I sneak another kiss?
A thief to snatch the captain's daughter?
A kiss to show itself the door
before your eyes would open.

Yet,
words
remain unspoken.

Confess, my love, confess…
Track Name: Blue Sky
You are the only star in my blue heaven
and you’re shining just for me