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Dreaming Out Loud
04:38
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Down, down, down…
Another sleepless night
Eyes wide, red, and dreaming out loud
I touch your face, my face
I touch your lips, my lips
Your eyes, my eyes
We dive through a sea of braided limbs
Devoured by desire
Down…
You tap, tap, tap
Your fingers
Along my spine
Surveying the landscape
And committing to memory
This moment passing
Dawn slips through
Relentless
And it is my own hand
That lies upon my breast
Arms extend
Reaching
Alone in my room
In morning silence
The light and the shade
Expose my hands
As those
of
a
skeleton
Down, down, down…
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2. |
The Hair Song
04:06
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My friend Nicholas
Has long hair for the first time
He says he won’t cut it
Until the springtime
But he’s afraid they’ll call him a hippie
He’s afraid it looks like a toupee
He’s afraid it’ll get in his eyes
I say don’t be afraid
Hair is just dead cells
Emerging from our skulls
Out of our skulls
Out of our skulls
My friend Saree
Has short hair for the first time
It looks the same in the morning
As it does when she goes to bed
But she’s afraid they’ll call her a fascist
She’s afraid they’ll say she’s a boy
She tells me that
Her neighbours all wonder
I say don’t be afraid
Hair is just dead cells
Emerging from our skulls
Out of our skulls
Out of our skulls
If I live to be ninety-years-old
My head will undoubtedly
Be wrinkled and bald
But I could wear a wig if I wanted
Or a toque so I won’t catch a chill
Fulfill my science fiction fantasy
When I grown old
Hair is just dead cells
Emerging from our skulls.
Out of our skulls
We go out of our skulls
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3. |
Striptease
03:02
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I am watching you undress
In the window
And I am wondering if the show
Is just for me
So I bought a telescope
Just to watch the gory details
And I want to know
If you know that I know
Cause I am watching you undress
In the window
And I am dreaming of a fantasy
Of you
Yeah you
Sripped
Right down to the bone
You stripped some more
And peeled back your skin
A throbbing heart
Fell to the floor
So deep inside
There’s nothing left to hide
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4. |
Going Home to Spawn
00:27
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5. |
Lullaby
02:55
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I sang a lullaby
But my baby could not sleep
I sang a lullaby
But my baby would not grow
Lullaby…
I have no strength in my heart
To sing a lullaby to you
I have no strength in my wrist
To rock your cradle
My baby falls asleep
To a lullaby
A lullaby
My baby wakes in the morn
To a lullaby
A lullaby
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7. |
Sixty Miles Away
05:21
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Sixty miles away
Waiting for the light to change
Sixty miles away
Green says go and red says stay
Sixty miles apart
I’ve got sixty candles
On the window sill
20 cents to light the flame
That’s burning in the cold night chill
Dripless wax leaves no tracks
According to some
I’ve never been here before
Been around for 200 years
And my attention span
Has hit an all time low
During the day the hot sun rays
Have a tendency
To make me ill.
Feel my flesh it’s cold and grey
Beneath the powder and the rouge
My spirit is fading away
Dizziness
The ground a great distance below
Falling time seems eternal
Never stopping, never moving
Floating through space
See the earth so clearly now
Not that far
No not that close
It’s funny
It seems quite calm.
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8. |
Staying In
03:35
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Looking out of your window
You feel like a bird with no wings
You listen to Elvis and contemplate
The four walls and the ceiling
Sometimes you answer the phone
Sometimes you let it ring
One time you got a crank call
And unplugged your phone
For a whole seven days
While you stayed in all day
And never saw the light of day
You dream your life away
You dream your life all day
Your friends are pissed at you
Your ex-girlfriend still hates you
You watch porn till your dick turns blue
Then fall asleep and dream of a woman
Who will always love you
While you stay in all day
And never see the light of day
You dream your life away
You dream your life all day
And at night you get on your bike
And you ride
Through the red intersection
You get splattered with mud
While your head fills up with blood
And this is absolutely necessary
That at 3AM you fly through the city
Instead of staying in all day
And never seeing the night before day
You dream your life away
You dream.
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9. |
Chinese Restaurant Muzak
01:04
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10. |
Me and Mary Ann
02:52
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I met Mary Ann in the meat department
Of a grocery store
I hid behind a rack of lamb
And shouted her name
She was a vegetarian going insane
Me and Mary Ann know well.
She slept in a coffin to overcome
Her fear of death
Looming dreams laugh in the dark
Wondering why it’s the way it is
Me and Mary Ann know well.
It seems like a long time ago
Now she’s far away and living in Japan
Teaching English to all these kids
And it makes me laugh just thinking
What will they learn? What will they learn?
Me and Mary Ann know well.
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Our three play music
I don’t know
I don’t know any song
What about you?
You?
I said already.
Are you like this song?
We play music at my house.
Michael listens to music
He has his earphones on
Shirley blows ‘til she’s dizzy
Ha ha!
And Sook-Yin eats bubble gum.
What about you?
You?
I don’t know any song.
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12. |
Mr. Noodle Theme
01:25
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13. |
Quasimodo
03:29
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There was a man
His name was Quasi-
Quasimodo was his name
He was as wide as he was tall
And very strong and very ugly
Quasimodo loved Esmerelda
Who loved Phoebus the sun
And Phoebus was to marry Fleurs de Lis
But Phoebus just loved himself
Quasimodo from the belfry
Watched as time eroded
Too many hearts wounded and open
And pumping madly into the ground
He lay beside and wrapped his arms
Around her cold and lifeless body
He dared not sleep
Would not let go
Until his bones crumbled to dust
He cried, “Give us room to breathe so time may
Give us time to think so we may pass.”
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14. |
Two Polaroids
01:51
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15. |
I Think of You
03:42
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Make a wish
Count the candle flames before you blow
Toss a coin
Shatter the mirrored surface of the well
When I see you in the day room
Watching fractured faces pass
I think of you all the time
Even when I don’t.
Rode my bike through the tangled mess
Of midtown traffic
I was trapped
In a game with mortal consequences
Saw you called you
Turned around
It was not you
How could it be?
Got off just in time to see
A reasonable facsimile.
Metallic crash, a burst of flames
The memories flow back again
I think of you all the time
Even when I don’t.
You are always with me.
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17. |
Personality 46/64
04:18
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I don’t know when they are going to
Send me back to Riverview
Bounce off the wall, onto the floor,
Tie me to the bed,
Give me shock treatment
And a lobotomy too
Red, green, blue pills cure my ills
Butterflies swirl out of my ears
I wanted to , wanted to, wanted to
Stop screaming--
So they gave me more drugs instead
Beyond therapy
Let me go free
You can’t see what I see
That does not make me crazy
The doctor made his patients
Suck his oily c**k
Said it was their mother’s absent breast
Fu**ed them in the head
Treated them until they were dead
Beyond therapy
Let me go free
You can’t see what I see
That does not make me crazy
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18. |
Nothing
02:58
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Hypnotise their eyes
Delirium when all else fails
A wonderful illusion
In perfect proportions
I swear it was a dream
The pendulum rocked as I stood on one foot
And crowed like a cock at dawn
When your fingers snapped
I found myself alone
Dancing on the ledge
Cause I thought I could fly
Hypnotise their eyes
Delirium when all else fails
A wonderful illusion
In perfect proportions
I swear it was no dream
A photograph freezes the moment
To confirm our place in time
To be who we were
Who we think that we are
So many before us
So many behind
Hypnotise their eyes
Delirium when all else fails
A wonderful illusion
In perfect proportions
I swear it was no dream
Yes I do think I have something to say
But words disappear and fall by the way
And all that is left is a feeling inside
As I listen nothing and stare at the sky
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Sook-Yin Lee Toronto, Ontario
Multimedia artist & broadcaster Sook-Yin Lee scores her movies, has made albums as a solo artist and with bands Bob’s Your Uncle, Slan and Jooj (with longtime collaborator Adam Litovitz). She played improv jazz with CCMC, Fred Frith, John Oswald, Michael Snow, John Kameel Farah, Saikou Saho, Anne Bourne & Brandon Valdivia. She plays with Lee and Gamble Unlimited and engineers & produces her music. ... more
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