1.Dinosaur Sex
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
These roads, they lead as far as they can lead
That's why they're called the ways that make you feed
Cranes are lifting cargo to the sea
They are the size the dinosaurs would be.
Power station shivers, then it leaks
Bleeds onto the fields and kills the wheat
Harvest comes but will we ever eat？
Power station shivers, then it leaks.
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
And maybe we will lead to nothing
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
But we will lead as far as we can lead
These days I watch the screen for what I need
I take my food on trays across my knee
Leaves are always falling from the trees
I think I see my future in the leaves.
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
And maybe I will lead to nothing
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
But I will lead as far as I can lead
I think I see the future when I sleep
The sky splits like an almond under feet
Skin is peeling off of us in sheets
I think I see the future when I sleep
And power stations shiver and they leak
They bleed onto the fields and kill the wheat
A sea of clouds is billowing in heat
Oh, harvest comes and babies born with teeth.
And skin is peeling off of us in sheets
I think I see the future when I sleep.
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
And maybe you will lead to nothing
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
But you will lead as far as you can lead.
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
And maybe you will lead to nothing
And dinosaur sex led to nothing
But you will lead as far as we can lead.
2.A Woman, A Woman, A Century Of Sleep
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
I know, I know that I could live
In whatever house you choose to build,
And I will model myself on it,
And wait for you alone
While you are out making a life for us,
I will stay and watch the days go past,
And I'll see how the plants advance,
And they turn on what they know.
Now there is rosemary where previously
No rosemary was shown,
They have aerials they feed from me,
And they grow and grow and grow.
Now I am turning into scenery,
Now the pipes are running bone,
And you might think I was a house
But I'm a woman, a woman.
Come back, come back just like you said,
Come back so you can see.
There are roses in the flowerbeds,
Where they never used to be.
And all my days are
Fading into these
Walls you made us,
But I don't want to be
The queen, in a century of sleep
I know, I know that I believe,
In whatever brings you joy from me,
But I've swept until I couldn't sweep,
And this house is still alive.
Now I have to find a dress,
Have to buy a dress
Have to sew it 'til the pieces mesh,
And I don't think I'm ready yet,
And I haven't got the time.
Now there is rosemary where previously,
There was no rosemary.
They have aerials, they feed from me,
And they tease and tease and tease,
Now I am shifting into greenery,
Now the pipes are running bleach,
And you might think I was a house,
But I'm a woman, a woman.
But you say don't be afraid.
And you try to explain,
That the best that we can hope and hope to gain,
Is to love and then be loved,
Is to have and then to hold,
'Til we age and then grow old.
And all my days are
Fading into these
Walls you made us,
But I don't want to be,
And all my days are
Fading into these
Walls you made us,
But I don't want to be
The queen,
In the century of sleep,
But I know that I believe
In whatever makes you pleased,
In whatever brings you joy, from me.
3.Iris
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
There is a radiance
usually afforded to a source of light
vomiting gradience
beaming all around you as you walk tonight
Oh tell me Iris,
what if the sight of you could take my eyes？
Princess impermanent,
princess always looking for the next result
And when they serve you it
don't you always wish that you had something else？
So indeterminate,
so unobtainable, it must
be held
that you should burn for it
and not exactly know it's face
but it's something like a feeling
and oh, when you're hoping to know
what you wanted to know
but oh,
but it comes and it goes
but it comes and it goes
I'll help you find the word for it
and Iris, cancel all the things,
cancel all the things you had to do
if you're an island, I will find some meaning in the waves for
you
until the raft coming out of the coves, coming out of the coves
it falls like life, filling into the deep
blue don't you know that I see
you
now
feel like the first time without eyelids
and oh, when you're hoping to know
what you wanted to know
but oh,
but it sticks in a throat
but it sticks in your throat
I'll help you find the word for it,
I'll give you something to believe in
'cause there has to be a word
for this
or it would only be a feeling
4.Paper Forest(In The Afterglow Of Rapture)
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
You're not unlucky, you're just not very smart.
These things will never leave you - they're as close as you can
get
To a blueprint for the future - but you can call it fate.
It's like these days I have to write down almost every thought
I've held,
So scared I am becoming of forgetting how it felt,
And these fears they will unravel me one day,
But still I am afraid.
But I'm blessed -
Just to be, more or less -
Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture
left.
Oh blessed -
Just to be, more or less -
Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture
left.
Now you're blessed amongst all women,
Now a man who's very good,
He tells you how you feel until your life is understood,
And he leads you through it arm in arm as though
There was a map to guide the way.
Now you write because you love him, now you write because he's
kind,
You write so much, you look up and you wrote yourself behind,
And you're standing in a labyrinth of paper and the map has been
erased.
But you're blessed -
Just to be, more or less -
Standing in the afterglow of rapture with the words the rapture
left.
Are you blessed？
Just to be, more or less？
Now you're standing in the afterglow of rapture, but there is no
rapture left.
Oh come, and we will celebrate the things that make us real,
The things that break us open, and the things that make us feel
Like these accidental meetings up and partings of the way
Are not so much our choice but in the blood of how we're made,
It's like the way I have to write down almost everything I see,
So that the record does obscure the thing the record used to be,
And I know I'm not unlucky,
I was just born this way.
But I'm blessed.
Now a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisles,
The baby born with teeth looks at its mother and it smiles,
And we all fall down
Like wind blows through the paper forest.
And a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisles,
The baby born with teeth looks at its mother and smiles,
And we all fall down
As wind blows through the paper forest.s
And a paper forest grows up in the supermarket aisle
Alarm clock fingers turn they're counting seconds like they're
miles
And you say, 'wake up now, 'cause I can see no paper forest.'
5.Cassandra
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
Cassandra, keep it down
I don't think they can hear you now
Don't think they heard you first time 'round
No they can't hear you, no Cassandra,
Cassandra, it won't make sense
not if you think and think again
But still they do say, life is forgiving
and ends up partnered with beginnings
And daily, you saw it come
and you gave warning, but couldn't run
and so you watched until it was broken
and knew the foresight delays no motion
I know it's awful, I know it's bruising,
I know you can't see past the conclusion
but still the world turns upon it's axis
and we make circles so we can match it
And read our lines though we've had no practice
Cassandra, keep it down
I don't think they can hear you now
Don't think they heard you first time 'round
No they can't hear you, there's no answer
And maybe there's something great
that gives us meaning, if we wait
but still I'm human, I'm broken-hearted
I see your sundress and your sunglasses
I hear your question, and how you ask it
What use is love if it always passes？
What use is love if it always passes？
And though they do say, Life is forgiving,
what use is life to those who aren't living？
And though they do say, Life is forgiving,
what use is life to those who aren't living？
6.Creation
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
And then the child becomes the warrior
And you're the worrier so worry over this
What's the thing that has you reaching out to grip it like a
phantom limb？
And to the action comes a character
And he reveals a wish to see himself in ink so
You take a pen you write a list called all the stages that the
world begins
And then the years relay the seasons
You fill the sky, you give him means to lift his chin
And then the tide relay the oceans
You give him reason for believing
That he's in some creation
To make him grow you give him barriers
To make him grow you give him barriers to fail
Now, he wants to know if there's a narrator
You dry the riverbed and so he builds a well
And when the woman comes, he marries her
And then the woman is another to himself
Now, she wants to know if there's a narrator
She wants to know if there's a narrative to tell
Ooh
And then the years relay the seasons
You fill the sky, you give them means to lift their chins
And then the tides relay the oceans
You give them reason for believing
And then the years relay the seasons
You fill the sky, you give her means to lift their chin
And then the tides relay the oceans
You give her reason for believing
That she's in some creation
Creation Creation Creation Creation
Creation Creation Creation Creation
Creation Creation Creation Creation
Creation Creation Creation Creation
Creation
7.Sylvia
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
If you're all that you're cracked up to be
Sylvia, come and sit with me and
Hold my hand, for comfort's sake
If who you are eventually is all that forms your destiny
If character equates to fate
Then I'm not great
But it's not in me to complain
Ooh
Oh girl in white, come close to me
Hold my hand, pass notes to me
Unquestioning, in dormitories
We string our beads
And fill our plates
The days repeat and play again
And time goes by so idly
Writing in your diary
And every line the same：
That 'If this is life
Then why does it feel like I'm dreaming？'
Oh 'If this is life
Then why does it feel like I'm far away？'
And ooh
And 'If this is life
Then why does it feel like I'm dreaming？'
Oh 'If this is life
Then why does it feel like I'm far away？'
And 'If this is life
Then Sylvia!'
Arriving at the window like the milk, all dressed in white
Tell me what you are
And tell me if my character is fate
Do I confine myself til I find a way to dream us all awake？
It's weird
Sometimes, when I swear I don't remember how you came
Oh and girl in white
Just tell me if you think I'm dreaming
Oh if this is life
Then why does it feel like I'm far away？
Oh and this is life
But still it does feel like I'm dreaming
And if this is life
Then Sylvia!
8.Exit Night ／ Juliet's Theme
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
Somewhere there's a country you remember from your youth
On the surface of this country is the one they built on top of
it
The highway leads to everything except for what they buried
underneath it
There is a country made of telegrams and tailcoats and nobody to
grieve it
But when the sun is getting lower then the highway marks the
grave
And the taillights they circle like the roses of an infinite
bouquet
And everybody leaves
Taillights for the grey ghosts of railways and candle holders
And oh
There's been an accident a mile away from here
I heard the sound of sirens
And they turned back again and as they disappeared
I saw a trail behind them
You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
And exit night is coming through
Oh the wind is up, it's moving like no wind I've ever known
The page that I was reading was the first that had to go
But still I kept on reading, like the dead who have a memory of
living
Because the wind is here to take the thing I don't think I am
ready to be giving
And 'Romeo, Romeo, wherefore art thou Juliet？'
'She flew off of the table, out the window, now she's mixing
with the dead
Oh won't you make her go away, I am not ready for her yet
Oh make her go away, I am not ready, I'm not ready for her yet'
And now the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
You say the wind is up, it's out collecting lives
And exit night, is coming through
And exit night, is coming through
Exit night has come for you
Oh exit light, exit moon
Tell me why, why so soon？
I don't know
I don't know
Ooh
And oh
Go to sleep
Tomorrow, the day will repeat
I will read 'til your memories
Fly away
There's no need
To worry
I will read
Until your memories
Leave your grave
9.North
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
There's a place I'm gonna leave to
When all this questioning is through
I'm gonna set my course to somewhere further North
Than my eyes have ever viewed
And though I know that the thought proceeds me
I know that others seek it too
But when I get where the needle leads me
Well I swear, and I swear, you'll never lead me away again
And in the time when the peace of islands
Was first by human hand disturbed
They built their houses and they said obedience
Was all the lives of men were worth
And in the shadow of the temperance
They laid boundaries in the dirt
And when the door had a narrow entrance
With their hands on their shirts they would pray for the
non-believers
And there's a place called North
And they're gathering there to sing
And I knock three times and beg them
But they will not let me in
And 'Oh, my girl' they say
'You're the carrier to no gain'
But I lay, what I can, somewhere North of this and
Would you turn me away again？
And do you go where the needle leads to
And when you get there will you change？
Out where the nights are soft
And now you go because you think that Paradise should be tamed
And how you live is by a map of humanity
And now you grip it 'cause you think that it saves
But I've seen what you see
It looks different to me
I see lights to the shore
And all these hearts beating other rhythms
Now they die to be born
And all their mysteries are dying with them
And there's a place called North
And you're gathering there to sing
And I knock three times and beg you
But you will not let me in
But though I love so hard
Now I'm the carrier to this gate
And I lay, what I can, somewhere North of us and
Would you turn me away again？
And would these winds would lift
And they carry me to your door
And I knock three times and tell you
I can't help where I was born
But don't I love enough
Isn't holiness where it forms？
If I take, what I have, to the North
Is there room on your piece of Heaven？
Oh would you turn me away again？
10.Trellick Tower
Lyricist：Emma - Lee Moss
Writer(s)：Emma - Lee Moss
You propel yourself into the arms of god
and christ and all the angels
Now you're high above the people
who you used to call your equals
I will stay behind and live this life
You left me as a witness
who can tidy up your business
and record that someone lived here
in the shade of Trellick Tower
in those days of living gently
something holy used to love me
something holy used to touch me
Then he heard the voice I couldn't hear
he's gone to where it's sent him
And now I'm praying for this pain to clear
he's waiting on ascension
And now I'm praying but there's still no change
You're high as Trellick Tower
throw your head and when you let me spend
my life trying to climb you
and praying till my knees don't fold
praying till my hands don't close
praying till my fingers glow
And you've propelled yourself into the arms of god
and christ and all the saints
now I've been walking through our house
like separation made it sacred
I've been buried in the books you left
I treat them like they're ancient
and I think relics' ache for when the saint had breath
They miss the thing that changed them
And I'm a relic and you're so so high
You're high as Trellick Tower
throw your head and when you let me spend
my life trying to climb you
and praying till my knees don't fold
praying till my hands don't close
praying till my fingers glow
And in the shade of Trellick Tower
I spent a while trying to keep you
tell all the people moving on, hey
something holy used to live here
now I'm a relic of a love gone by
kneeling to address the sky
and I'll keep praying till the binds untie
praying but I don't know why
and I'll keep praying till the binds untie
praying but I don't know why
oh I'll pray until the language dies
praying 'cause you're so so high
can I spend my life trying to climb you？
11.One Person Playing Two Roles(Bonus)
Lyricist：Maj Hai ShanGuan JingXu Hui Chen ＆ Huang Wei Wen
Writer(s)：Maj Hai ShanGuan JingXu Hui Chen ＆ Huang Wei Wen
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