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Repo The Genetic Opera - Chase The Morning Lyrics

BLIND MAG:
SHILO...? IS YOUR NAME SHILO?
CAN I TALK TO YOU?
CAN YOU COME DOWN PLEASE...
SO WE CAN SPEAK?
I SAW YOU AT THE SHOW.
I THOUGHT I’D SEEN A GHOST.
YOUR RESEMBLANCE IS STRIKING.
YOU HAVE YOUR MOTHER’S EYES,
HER HAIR.
I WAS TOLD YOU DIED WITH HER.
ALL THESE YEARS HAVE COME AND GONE.
HOW DO I PUT THIS...?
I’M YOUR GODMOM.

SHILO:
STATE YOUR BUSINESS.

BLIND MAG:
BUSINESS?

SHILO:
WHAT DO YOU WANT?

BLIND MAG:
I WANT, I WANT TO FINALLY MEET YOU -
SOMETHING REAL TO CLING TO.
LEAVE YOU WITH THE HOPE THAT
YOU WILL GO DO ALL YOU’RE MEANT TO,
ALL I’VE FAILED TO.
IN YOU, IS A WORLD OF PROMISE.
WE HAVE BOTH BEEN KEPT IN BONDAGE,
BUT YOU CAN LEARN FROM ALL MY FAILURES.

SHILO:
I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO TALK TO STRANGERS.

BLIND MAG:
OR LET THEM THROUGH THE GATE?

SHILO:
THAT EITHER. A BIG RISK.

BLIND MAG:
A BIG FENCE.

SHILO:
A MISTAKE.

BLIND MAG:
A NEW FRIEND.

DEAD MARNI:
CHASE THE MORNING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.
CHASE THE MORNING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.

SHILO:
HOW’D YOU DO THAT?

BLIND MAG:
DO WHAT?

SHILO:
DO THAT. THAT, THAT EYE THING.

BLIND MAG:
THESE EYES CAN DO MORE THAN SEE.

SHILO:
I KNOW--I MEAN, I’VE SEEN YOU SING.

BLIND MAG:
WHERE?

SHILO:
FROM MY WINDOW.
I CAN SEE THE WORLD FROM THERE.
NAME THE STARS AND CONSTELLATIONS.
COUNT THE CARS AND WATCH THE SEASONS.

BLIND MAG:
I WISH WE COULD’VE WATCHED TOGETHER.

SHILO:
I CAN’T HAVE GUESTS.

BLIND MAG:
NEVER?

SHILO:
EVER. IF DAD FOUND OUT
THAT I’D BEEN LET OUT,
OR YOU’D BEEN LET IN...

BLIND MAG:
I SHOULD GO THEN.
BEFORE I DO, PROMISE ME YOU WON’T--

SHILO:
IT’S BETTER THAT YOU—

SHILO e BLIND MAG:
(SHILO:)
DON’T. FORGET ME. ‘BEST
IF I RESUME MY LIFE INSIDE
MY BEDROOM.
(BLIND MAG:)
DON’T FORGET THAT
A SHELTERED ROSE NEEDS A LITTLE
ROOM TO BLOOM OUTSIDE HER BEDROOM.

DEAD MARNI:
CHASE THE MORNING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.
CHASE THE MORNING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.

BLIND MAG:
LET YOUR LIFE BE YOUR DREAM.
INTEGRITY. HONESTY.
IT’S TOO LATE FOR ME.
DON’T LOOK BACK ‘TIL YOU’RE FREE TO
CHASE THE MORNING…

DEAD MARNI:
YIELD FOR NOTHING.
CHASE THE MORNING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.
YIELD FOR NOTHING.