Hum & Lo

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Based on the book "Lolita" by Vladimir Nabokov

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Behold a little fox, lost and found by the king and his hounds
Bearing dirty knees under tipsy skies, there she lies shading gypsy eyes
While I pass by, a vacuum of a boy in adult disguise
Oh wise chorus, please witness this not-so-innocent kiss
And realize she opened wide for all my lies concerning her mother's demise

It was for her own good when I thought perhaps I should give her something to make her sleep, and she did, curled up in the shape of a wedding ring, what a pretty thing
While all the night the elevator doors rang on every floor
Like a school bell, reminding me of my Annabelle
And my hunger swelled ever more for that pesky little whore

Baby, your mother is losing her form in a hospital dorm
So stay with me
And I'll keep you safe and warm forever more
And until this journey's through
If you should ask me I'll just tell you
Softly, sweetly,
"If she's sick or if she's well
Only time will tell"

Oh ladies and gentlemen of the jury you cannot know the fury that burned in me when she, a cruel little student, stood far too close to me
The flurry of youth flies by in the blink of an eye
In repetitive scraps like papers in the wind
But jury, imagine perhaps those scraps were written in the ink of sin by the demon within that sweet Lo, singing sweet and low
And behold how low she can go on the road but she'll never know

That baby's mother already lost her form before the hospital dorm
I wanted her to stay with me
To keep her safe and warm forever more
And until this journey's through
If you should ask me I'll just tell you softly, sweetly,
"If she's sick or if she's well
Only time will tell"

How softly coarse is the chill of remorse
When I had no choice but to melt into a deep reverie of dark blue
While my soul moaned over you
Oh you little vamp, even from the summer camp your evil infected me
I couldn't sleep, it took all of me to be complete when she stood in front of me accusingly just before her defeat
Oh what a sad, sad story
Of a brute like me and his brunette Nymphet
who pushed him over the edge into a sea of sweet regret
And oh, Lo, sing sweet and low
But behold how low she can go on the road
But she'll never know, she'll never know

That baby's father is losing his form in a psychiatric ward
But you stay with me in memory
While the elevator doors ring on every floor
Like a school bell, reminds me of my Annabelle and the love I crave
While outside in the corridors I hear them say,
"If he's sick or if he's well
Only time will tell"

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from Momentum, released July 14, 2018
Bronwyn Rose - piano & vocals

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