Rundle's solo debut recording, Electric Guitar: One is a collection of guitar-based ambient pieces improvised and recorded over the course of 6 weeks while on tour with Red Sparowes in Europe in late 2010.
Rundle's official debut solo studio album, Some Heavy Ocean, was released on May 20, 2014 by Sargent House. It was followed by Marked For Death in 2016.
In February 2017, a split EP with Jaye Jayle, titled The Time Between Us, was released.
Rundle's third studio album, On Dark Horses, was released in September 2018. It featured contributions by Jay Jayle members Evan Patterson (also of Young Widows) and Todd Cook as well as Dylan Nadon of Wovenhand. Also in 2018, Rundle provided backing vocals for "Just Breathe", a song on American rock band Thrice's 2018 album Palms.
In August 2019, Roadburn Festival announced that Rundle was one of two curators for the 2020 edition, prior to its cancellation due to the 2020 COVID-19 crisis.
Haunted Houses
Emma Ruth Rundle Lyrics
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Dogs of the dawning are always wanting
Follow in sleeping
Friends in the far room have stopped their speaking
Speaking in tongues
To whisper near
To hold so close and hold so dear
The Tower, tall, is falling here
So keep distance from me
Don't say this house is haunted
This house is haunted like Hell on Earth for me
Don't say it's not what you wanted
The tears come flooding like holy water seas
Don't say this house not haunted
This house so haunted, it runs in the family
Don't say this house not haunted
This house so haunted, won't ever let go of me
Follow in dreaming
Our bodies empty, touching the ceiling
Hollow hands hold the other
Rose of the morning has lost her color
Loses the red inside my chest
The borrowed bone that binds the breast
This Curse is old and lasts the years
The Tower, tall, is falling here
So keep distance, keep your distance from me
Don't say this house is haunted
This house is haunted like Hell on Earth for me
Don't say it's not what you wanted
The tears come flooding like holy water seas
Don't say this house is haunted
It runs in the forever like blood in the family
Don't say it's not what you wanted
This house so haunted, won't ever let go of me
Don't say this house not haunted
This house is haunted like Hell on Earth for me
Don't say it's not what you wanted
This house so haunted, won't ever let go of me
The lyrics to Emma Ruth Rundle's "Haunted Houses" paint a picture of a haunting atmosphere, where the past continues to linger and memories refuse to fade away. The opening lines "Wither without the morning, dogs of the dawning are always wanting" communicate the feeling of emptiness and longing for something that is not there. The following lines "Friends in the far room have stopped their speaking" adds a layer of eeriness and the sense that something strange is happening.
The chorus "Don't say this house is haunted, this house is haunted like Hell on Earth for me" delivers a powerful message of pain and suffering. The idea of a house being haunted is often associated with physical manifestations of ghosts or spirits, but in this song, it represents emotional trauma and memories that refuse to escape.
The second verse "Follow in dreaming, our bodies empty, touching the ceiling" takes the listener on a journey through a dreamlike state that feels surreal and disconnected from reality. The part "Hollow hands hold the other, rose of the morning has lost her color" adds a layer of sadness and the feeling of losing something precious.
Overall, "Haunted Houses" is a hauntingly beautiful song that explores themes of emotional trauma and the pain of memories that refuse to be forgotten.
Line by Line Meaning
Wither without the morning
I feel lost and unable to function without the hope that a new day brings
Dogs of the dawning are always wanting
The new day, like a pack of dogs, is always demanding more from me
Follow in sleeping
I find solace in sleeping, where I can escape from the haunting thoughts that plague me in waking hours
Friends in the far room have stopped their speaking
Even my friends, who I thought I could count on, have abandoned me in my time of need
Speaking in tongues
The words I want to say are jumbled and unintelligible, reflecting my inner turmoil
To whisper near
Despite my desire for connection and comfort, I am unable to express my pain to those closest to me
To hold so close and hold so dear
The love and closeness I once felt is slipping away, leaving me feeling alone and vulnerable
This Curse is old, passed through the years
The weight of this pain and suffering has been passed down through generations and weighs heavily on me
The Tower, tall, is falling here
My sense of security and stability, like a tall tower, is crumbling down around me
So keep distance from me
I am afraid that my pain and hurt will harm those around me, so I push them away
Don't say this house is haunted
My pain and suffering are haunting me in this space, and others cannot understand the depth of my despair
This house is haunted like Hell on Earth for me
The pain and suffering I feel in this space is overwhelming and feels like living in a personal hell
The tears come flooding like holy water seas
My tears and emotions feel sacred, yet they are just as overwhelming as a flood
This house so haunted, it runs in the family
The pain and suffering I feel is not unique to me, but has been passed down through generations
This house so haunted, won't ever let go of me
I feel trapped and unable to escape the pain that haunts me in this space
Follow in dreaming
My dreams offer a temporary escape from my pain and suffering
Our bodies empty, touching the ceiling
Even in sleep, I feel disconnected from my physical body and the world around me
Hollow hands hold the other
Even in moments of connection and intimacy, I feel hollow and empty inside
Rose of the morning has lost her color
The beauty and hope of a new day has faded away, leaving me feeling nothing
Loses the red inside my chest
The passion and love I once felt has faded away, leaving me hollow and empty
The borrowed bone that binds the breast
My sense of self and identity feels fragile and temporary, like it is made of borrowed bones
It runs in the forever like blood in the family
The pain and suffering I feel will always be a part of me and my family, passed down through generations like blood
This house so haunted, won't ever let go of me
I feel trapped and unable to escape the pain that haunts me in this space
Contributed by Mia W. Suggest a correction in the comments below.