CHAPTER VIII

Haunted Hart

Song Stories

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In this series of Song Stories we’re taking you behind the scenes of each song.
Chapter VIII–Hart Island is the eighth EP from our album Old Bones Odyssey.
Coming soon: we’re creating a podcast that dives deeper into the stories and history behind our songs.

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Haunted Hart

“The map around my heart
Follows an ancient mariners guide
That warns me of forgetting
All you’ve lost”-Ellen Kaye

Ellen C Kaye – Lead Vocal
Ethan Fein – Guitar
Diane Monroe – Violin
Andrew Drelles – Tenor Sax
Koa Ho – Electric bass
Zach Mullings – Drums
© 2022 Ellen C Kaye and Ethan Fein. All rights reserved.

Steam from my coffee floats and swirls
In the air
Blowing off the little deck
The boat that carries me
straight back to you

That far off dock
The ropes that tie us to the shore
The safe harbor of your arms
Stillness in a storm

The map around my heart
Follows an ancient mariners guide
That warns me of forgetting
All you’ve lost

Love lost in the mist
Buried deep in my heart
Haunting all my thoughts and dreams
The ghost that spirits me
Straight back to you

The map around my heart
Follows an ancient mariners guide
That warns me of forgetting
All you’ve lost

Love lost in the mist
Buried deep in my heart
Haunting all my thoughts and dreams
The ghost that spirits me
Straight back to you

My heart carved and buried deep
Shut off from the light
Lost in the ashes
Some phoenixes don’t rise
Some phoenixes don’t rise
Some phoenixes don’t rise

Ellen C Kaye – Lyrics
Ethan Fein – Music
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by Bill Moss
Outlier Inn Recording Studio – Woodridge, New York
Ellen C Kaye, Ethan Fein, Bill Moss, Alan Joseph–Producers
Copyright (c) 2023
A Repair With Gold Production LLC SM

The Story

haunted hart

“Haunted Hart is about a man I loved when I lived on Hart Island in 1974. “-Ellen Kaye

“Haunted Hart is about a man I loved when I lived on Hart Island in 1974. His name was Hector. His nickname was Dante. I want to remember him. Not let him be forgotten. These are my memories of him. And the ghosts of Potter’s Field.”