Threnody in the Pulse Front Cover

Lyric

Sternum Hymn

Dovren Hales

I keep it tucked

Right under bone

A little fire

That knows my name

It knocks once slow

Then settles in

A low prayer

Against my skin

I hold my breath

It starts to move

A hidden line

Inside the ribs

I bend my head

And let it ring

A quiet ache

That still can sing

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Hear it rise

Behind my skin

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Keep me near

Where I begin

When words go thin

And nights get hard

It stays right there

A guarded spark

Not loud enough

To break the room

But close enough

To pull me through

I hold my breath

It starts to move

A hidden line

Inside the ribs

I bend my head

And let it ring

A quiet ache

That still can sing

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Hear it rise

Behind my skin

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Keep me near

Where I begin

If I get lost

In shadowed years

Let this small pulse

Lead me here

No grand flame

No wide command

Just this low prayer

In my chestbone's hand

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Hear it rise

Behind my skin

Sternum hymn

Sternum hymn

Keep me near

Where I begin

  • Lyricist

    Dovren Hales

  • Composer

    Dovren Hales

  • Producer

    Ronan Elster

  • Vocals

    Dovren Hales

Threnody in the Pulse Front Cover

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  • 1

    Bone Quiet

    Dovren Hales

  • 2

    Mourning in Circulation

    Dovren Hales

  • 3

    Skin Learns the Tempo

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    Sternum Hymn

    Dovren Hales

  • 5

    Nerve Psalms

    Dovren Hales

  • 6

    Your Silence in My Circulation

    Dovren Hales

  • 7

    Lament Circuit

    Dovren Hales

  • 8

    A Prayer With No Mouth

    Dovren Hales

  • 9

    Choir for a Nervous System

    Dovren Hales

  • 10

    I Measure Grief in Tremors

    Dovren Hales

  • 11

    The Body Counts in Minor

    Dovren Hales

  • 12

    Pulse Learns Silence

    Dovren Hales

Dovren Hales' second album, Threnody in the Pulse, is a dark pop record about the mourning that remains inside the body after escape
The pressure of notifications, expectations, watchful eyes, and the past has quieted, but a low elegy still moves through the pulse
Built on heavy sub-bass, intimate low-mid male vocals, and sparse unsettling production, the album captures emotions that never became a scream, repeating quietly beneath the skin

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