Alba s touto skladbou:
Repo! The genetic opera (soundtrack),
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...
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 that you'd been let in
Blind Mag:
I should go then
Before I do, promise me you won't
Shilo:
Better that you don't.
Blind Mag:
Don't forget a sheltered rose
Needs a little room to bloom
Outside her bedroom
(Shilo:
It's best if I resume my life
Inside my bedroom.)
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...
Marni:
Yield for nothing...
Chase the morning...
Yield for nothing...
Yield for nothing...
