Sunset pond is a song collection containing eleven songs. Couple instrumental songs, eight original songs with lyrics and one cover/translation song of a well known Finnish folk tune. The songs were recorded at Moosestrait, Finland with a multitrack analog cassette recorder. The music is written and produced by Kasper Lake.

Guitar and vocals by Kasper Lake

Bass by John Lyra

Rhythms by Davidos Pergiesel

Artwork and harmonica by Pinja Heinikangas

Paws in honey

I've got my paws in honey. Ouu, these times that are incoming. My joy is clear like the sound of a tambourine and I feel happy as a bumble bee

As I walk through the door. Forever wanting more. You look so golden and your taste lingers on.

Now that I got you in my cup of tea. I intend to swim in that glorious sea. It's the sea of infinity. Infinity in love.

Diggin the dock

I'm diggin the dock which is standing on a rock. The day is hot, it doesn't blow alot. I enjoy spending time this way. Just fiddling and watching the serene lake. A slight breeze, a tight nerves ease. Come see for yourself, so you'll know what I mean. The cuckoo is cooing rhytm for my blues, but I wont hire 'em, because his tune is nothing new.

A mosquitos dream. A sitting rambler like me. Hey, leave me be or I'll miss the next beat. Ou, there's one sucking on my knee! Hold on a bit I'll give 'em a nice slapping. A red spot. It sucked quite alot. Well, worry not, just warm the sauna hot. In the summer sadness doesn't linger on, when you're just sitting and digging at the dock.

Ugly Hannah

If it's okay, my darling. I'll spend this night alone in my shed. I'll be back in the morning. Don't you worry. I've got this thing even you can't help me solve it. But if you got to know. I'm stripping down and burning my leather gloves. Moving on. I will say hello to ugly Hannah and wish my last goodbyes to that old piranha.

We have traveled along for far to long. Now I'm going southbound so, you can drop off. Don't you go teasing anyone in my kin. You've done your duties. Consider retiring I'll smack my back with a fresh birch whisk and throw some water on the hot stone stack. When I open these narrow eyes and let the arrow fly. It will find its mark in ugly Hannahs heart.

Hummani hei

Ring the nylon strings. Let the echo chamber sing, because the journey is long and weary. Cut these steps in two. We have all this time to lose. On the way there is no more hurry. Hummani hei, hummani hei. Huputiti hummani hei.

I got this chest of grains and the grains are notes to play. Must keep feeding my wooden pony. I give a stroke, she's glad. Times of sickening we can pass. She keeps moving the ground below me.

Sometimes I don't know why, she acts up and don't play nice. Those days are so slow and cloudy. When I ride life like a song we get so much bettet along. Then I tend to get a little rowdy.

Juokse sinä humma, kun tuo taivas on niin tumma ja metsässä huokaa tuuli. Maantien mutkassa pieni on tölli ja siellä on vaahterapuuni.

Letting go

It was so hard for me to make my peace between life and death. Well I quess it still is. Given birth to this song. The river of time flows on and on and on. Afraid to bathe. Spent the year of fear. My youth is gone.

I'm holding so tightly what no one can. It's walking towards me. Is it my friend? I'm holding so tightly to everything. Teach me the beaty of letting go.

It comes back around. Trying to speak to me with its foreign language. Am I falling asleep or am I wide awake? This time and age was supposed to be for me. Quess I'll have to wait. I'll place my trust somewhere in you.

Someday we will laugh

How you've been? Haven't seen you in a long time, old friend. Back then you vanished in thin air. For the worlds sinning, I'm not forgiving. Can't break loose when you're in holding. This must be that much harder for you.

When the raven leaves and tips the walls to crash, that day we will laugh. Someday we will laugh. When the night has been seen and the papers burned to ash, that day we will laugh. Someday we will laugh.

I felt it too. How my name was going through a beating, but believe me. This big revealing hasn't come yet to give us its greeting. I'll be needing you as much as you need me, for to get through and stop the bleeding. Someday we will be playing again.

A bit longer

I want to know. What you got for me. I'm so confused and lost in this mindless blues. When will you show. Show me the way. I've panted around and worn out my shoes. There comes a time when things, wrap around your neck and squeeze. Just wait a little bit longer. There comes a time when things work themselves out, you know. Just wait a little bit longer.

You can take your pain and move it around. Addiction to addiction. All that hassling doing for you, its just delaying life. All that brain fog. That cloud hanging in front of your eyes. It will fade away. Just give it some time. In the meantime...

Moosestrait blues

In Moosestrait you can fish by the lake. Here ain't such thing as beginners luck. I wouldn't trust my hunger on fish that you'll get. I will place my bets on the old timers net. If you catch a rainbow trout, you will be a living legend. A living legend I'd say

Pikes and roaches. That's what I'll get. I don't trust my neighbours salmon hoaxes. He wouldn't get the red meat even from the markets shelf. Don't trust his jibberish. He is poor as hell. If you catch a rainbow trout. I won't believe you one bit. You lucky son of a gun.

A cast here, a cast there. This puddle is riddled and filled with nothing. It doesn't help if you drag seven lines behind your boat. Only the old logs know how to sink that float. If you catch a rainbow trout, then release it. Because I want to catch it too. Maybe someday...

Sunset pond

I am still just sitting, skipping rocks and swimming in the lake of pity talk. Filled by natures beaty, but the wind rips through me. I must be seated wrong. I was engineered to be an engineer. A sucker cup on an octopuss. But I will spit out the ink on a leaflet. I'm not ready to lose.

On my own and with you all I will launch myself to the sunset pond. And when I'm there. Its bright and warm and the waves I make, they just continue on.

They know your name as the reverberate further and further away into the distance. The only way to even out the rise and the ditch is to learn the language of the roundhouse kick. The split is quite a place to be. So take that seed and plant it. Look at those trees. Like a dog obey it. Like a wolf run for it. Because only love can be inherited.

Bluesberry and Mokkus are instrumental songs

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