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Cryptozoology

by Tereza Tomek

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1.
Saturday 03:43
Saturday is a day of mourning I can't wait to put my black on Those shiny new threads woven with joy Saturday is a day of mourning I can't wait to wear my veil Conceal my dry eyes from the world I live to defy you Because you make it clear you don't think anything can get by you But as you watch me slip From your clammy grip Your temper will boil And your cold, tired heart will return you into the soil Saturday is a day of laughter I can't wait to hear those booming voices from inside this dark room Saturday is a day of smiling I can't wait to cry my eyes out Been saving all my grief and gloom I live to defy you Because you make it clear you don't think anything can get by you But as you watch me slip from your clammy grip your anger will rise and your rusty ships will capsize and your empire will fall all the monuments and walls crumble on your jewelled tomb as you look up for your savior But they'll be coming from the ground You'll finally see who are your saviors Your transactions will be blocked Causing massive overstock Of carbon in your veins And you'll finally feel the pain Through the hard stares of the survivors There's no vaccine for their virus your temper will boil And your cold, tired heart Will return you into the soil Saturday is a day there'll be a call for submission but I won't answer anymore
2.
There once was a girl her hair was on fire And her eyes were alive with unquenched desire She was given a bad apple so she swallowed the seeds They settled inside her and grew into trees Now the grandest of these settled in her heart And wouldn’t stop growing love once it had start Her brain tree budded creativity And let her see things that others couldn’t see Long giving branches rose from her palms To extend the inspired reach of her arms From the tree on her tongue there were leaves that blew On her voice to spread words both eloquent and true But two of these seeds were as bad as they come And they settled themselves deep into her lungs Their roots ran deep and they tried to choke out The life from the tree growing in her heart Now there was a boy somewhere far away Whose lung trees were growing stronger each day But unfortunately he suddenly found His grand heart tree had been chopped down He cried when he knew that the end was near But then suddenly he had an idea He said “Find me a girl whose hair is on fire And whose eyes are alive with unquenched desire Uproot these beings that give me breath And plant them into her chest” “Then tell that girl with the flame anew To go out and live her life for two And whatever may happen know that this is true I lived a little longer because of you” There once was a girl eyes alight with desire And nothing could stop her spreading fire
3.
I am the keeper of this place I tell its story and I’ve seen its face Track every seaborne vessel it has guided through this moody sea On whiskey-stained pages with no living soul's intent to read Squid ink and bioluminescent flashes Breaching beasts interrupt the rhythmic crashes CHORUS All my life I’ve been living in this lighthouse Each storm's fury brings me so much glory Waiting for that next shipment of bottles to arrive with hawk-like eyes Slow growth the ocean demands Do you remember when you used to take my hand We’d explore the dark and lonely caves long battered by the salty spray Climb winding stairs dreaming of explorers come from far away Until the spell faded and you felt an urge To leave on that eternal misguided search CHORUS My blood is drained and this salt and malt is creeping in Body’s crooked and fingers are bent Think of leaving for the city where I can find a place to stay In a room above an old bar and drink my last days away But if you came looking for me There’s only one place, my son, you’ve ever known me to be So I’ll end my life here living in this lighthouse With each storms fury I relive my glory days Patiently waiting for the wind to bring your voice ears like a spy's Wind to bring your voice ears like a spy's Bottles to arrive with hawk-like eyes
4.
My doctor told me I’ve got a case of the seasonal blues But winter don’t last that long My doctor told me I could use some time in the sun Some equatorial living But my six string sounds like an old church organ From the gothic times And when I walk away the melody haunts me over a Chorus of wind chimes Leaving me wondering CHORUS When did my starry careless nights Following primal appetites Stop morphing into sunny carefree mornings After this starry careless night Inhibitions are returning Can someone please tell me what it is I’m mourning My friends tell me I used to be just a little more fun Just a little more willing To let those electron beams permeate my eyes through the hostile static Now cello playing in the basement is where I want to be Avoiding the eyes of the prisoners I could set free Chains clanging that melody My teacher taught me to reduce all actions to animal instinct Let evolution kill the magic Watching them all hop away from their nests with their feigned broken wings Fending off predatory glances with alert and stone-cold faces Primal survival filling all these empty head spaces No time for wondering CHORUS
5.
Kirov 05:49
There’s always been a healthy fear Glance over the shoulder there and here Now in the still icy air You see breath fog everywhere CHORUS Was I allowed to breathe Life into this masterpiece Just to have it dragged away by the throat Red scarf trailing They always worked alone at first Social rejects eager to quench their thirst But even the loners will Work together for the right kill So innocent now in your sleep In proverbial fields of sheep How can I protect you from the way it works What if I can’t hide you from the wolves that lurk?
6.
Clever Foxes 05:20
They are lying to you With their shapeless, unassuming faces spouting unable to hold my composure tears Golden hay hair, bronze skin Teasingly crossed legs flowing from red pencil skirt Impassioned pleas tweaked with the fine pliers of the craftspeople in the next room They have an undeniable charm But mistake not, they are first and foremost survivors Their spoiled cubs are waiting in their cozy dens to be fed and they don't like to wait They earn your trust making you temporarily forget the fundamental, speciesistic differences between you Hypnotizing with silky modified voices and pendulum tails Exploit your inferior analytical skills, your desperate search for a symbiotic ally But they will lead you, have no doubt my rabbits They will lead you to your demise And when your back collapses under the weight that you offer to carry Leg breaks as you attempt to keep stride And the poison from their festering bite has you running from the water There will be no aide supplies There will be no experts with answers There will be no meals arriving by your bed side There will be no watchful eyes over your children But in your weakness they will slink in and take all that you have Paralyzed with finally opened eyes
7.
Uprooted 03:28
I know I’m meant to have roots Stand here unmoving Propagate offspring to surround me as I watch them grow ring by ring And follow in my lack of footsteps The elders tower over me Leaning in protectively And whisper of the things they see in distant lands so far out of reach My curiosity piques But their descriptions are bleak and they warn Of leafless monsters that reject the sun And of permanent clouds of grey That never weep their sorrows away Never weep them away But I’ve always felt the sky tugging Soil churning and turning Vacuoles crenated and thirsting to drink From the greatest of lakes and the freshest of creeks And shrink in the salty ocean Well something tells me that for this old soul Things haven’t always been so arboreal That it knows to stalk, to pounce, to crawl Senses keen and claws retractable Feathers stretched out wide to split the wind Eddies whirling off of dancing fins Neural pathways taking it all in No photosynthesizing No photosynthesizing 'Cause you can be stable and change your colours seasonally Even bare it all in the cold But there’s some benefit to losing your mind Just a little bit I’m told
8.
A man came bursting out from the trees He was so caked with dirt I couldn’t tell what he was wearing And his glasses were cracked, I couldn’t tell where he was staring Oh my, oh me As a doctor of science he introduced himself to me His hands gestured madly as he told me of how he’d always had a craving to conquer the unknown So he left his home and the things he’d known To see if he could find that which had yet to become reality And he said to me…. CHORUS Just when I was starting to believe what I see The mythical creatures all came out and made a fool out of me Just when I was gathering the proof that they bleed They disappeared and once again a fool they left me My mother told me horses can’t fly You’ll never see them coming down from the sky I’m sorry son, but it's not your fate To have that horned beast of burden carry your weight And my sister cackled when I claimed I saw a hairy ape man leaving from his cave My teacher told me to give it a rest When I told her I was talking to the troll in my desk But then one day my friends stopped appearing As I started caring about the clothes that I was wearing And replacing them with those of my own kind But I swear sometimes I still see them leering At me from the dark woods peering hints of hostility in their eyes So I asked the man would he be so kind To let me join his research mission so I could back his claims with my own eyes And sure enough…
9.
Lost Causes 02:48
Save the bears, save the whales What does that entail? Sign me up for whatever won’t be sending me junk mail Children are crying out in the streets But keep those wailing faces away from me Send me a profile and photo in a letter White Christmas card proves our holidays are better Much too busy to find out what the cause is And I’m getting too old for lost causes Hand blank cheques to the strangers with the clipboard Just to show our neighbors exactly what we can afford Watch the monkeys playing with their waste While thanking the lord that you weren’t born a beast Take a shower and wash away the world Scrub your dirty fingers till the water runs cold Much too tired to find out what the cause is And I’m getting too old for lost causes Colonize, imperialize, let misguided souls be Pointed in the path of the convert zombies Fill all their empty hearts with fire Then hose them all down with holy water Fly across the world to gaze and gawk So you can tell the story of your culture shock And how you survived those dusty straw houses And managed to find your lost causes Lets all go get sold on lost causes
10.
He rode in on his tall ship Scanning the horizon For all that reflects shiny yellow into your eyes But instead he saw their faces All dull and brown and leather Wearing rainbow feathers Curious gazes piercing the sky He proclaimed himself their savior Their consonants formed monsters As bravely he stood listening with Isabella on his mind Her people they were watching For scrolls and sails in the distance For the sweet release of horror in those gruesome storybook finds So he summoned up his sailors To survey his resources But they came back with no minerals, just beating hearts in hand With nothing left to lose but honour He had the hearts start digging And they dug and they dug until dark hands lay collapsed All across the untilled land Now all the settlers singing softly in the corner About the cool air with its bittersweet rot They begged their viceroy for loyalty and mercy For a new set of dark hands to stir their cooking pots Invasive ungulates were trampling through their gardens Stomping out the seeds and the thin walls of their sprouts And so he sent his ships onto the East to wrangle some more hearts and hands to restore diminishing stocks Now on that same faulty landmass The dark hands are still digging Digging for their dignity, Digging for their past And on those same torque-force waters The sails are still coming in Looking for their share Of that shiny yellow at last So celebrate Columbus Day Hero of the high seas Celebrate your freedom And celebrate your rights Raise your glasses to equality As you wave flags with your children Just remember the end of encomienda Is still in sight
11.
Inspire You 04:44
Would you read my diary If I left it out for you to see I don’t know the answer so I won’t keep one And would you go berserk If I came home late from work Or would you assume I had important things to do CHORUS And at the end of the day Would I take your breath away Would your heart beat faster when I call Would you write songs for me Late at night when you can’t sleep Or would I not inspire you at all Would you let me keep the stray I’ve been feeding twice a day Or would you throw it back out on the streets And when it came suppertime Would you bitch and moan and whine If I didn’t want to make you any meat CHORUS Could we take many trips See the world in little bits Or would fear of flying keep you on the ground Could we go see lots of shows Local bands and seasoned pros Or do you not like your music very loud CHORUS
12.
On the Run 03:15
Pictures of Jesus are plastered beside Mickey mouse and the rolling stone tongue Wearing Mardi Gras beads and mismatched floral prints She clenches the shoulders of anyone I have been down this road before I have passed this speed bump and school zone That's how I know I aint on the run Sweat beads drip down chins and noses And fall to the sticky floor Conjugate into a warm salty puddle And with a jolt roll through the front door I have been down this road before Past this sparsely and awkwardly stacked convenience store That's how I know I aint on the run
13.
If you see me for anything more than I am I’m begging you please look again Lock me up in the tallest of towers Until I let my hair down braided with wilted flowers And you’ll skeptically climb with your low expectations There pacing I’ll be cursed with my lack of patience And you’ll see me trembling and holding my breath The truth’s in this brick room with four poster bed If you see me for anything more than I claim Please slam the door in my face Heavy footsteps will prove that you’re gone Disappointed eyes will fade from my memory before long Give me time and I’ll try to become Timid and fragile, a beaten dog or newlywed nun Pictures I wish I’d drawn, songs I wish I had sung Talking shit to the walls where no medals are hung If you see me, if you see me again Biased opinions changed over time And new insecurities eat me alive Well I am still thirsting, and I am still thinking But I’ve yet to take comfort in solitary drinking And if there is something I think you should hear You’d better systematically shun me Or lend me your ear If you see me, if you see me again I might not be the same person that you remember But I won’t be labeled return to sender

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released November 29, 2013

All songs written by Tereza Tomek (SOCAN 2013)
Recorded, Mixed, and mastered by wizard Corwin Fox at Pleasantville Studio in the magical village of Cumberland, BC.
Sean Barry's harp parts on "Clever Foxes" recorded at Sype Studios, Prague, Czech Republic
Produced by Corwin Fox and Tereza Tomek

Album artwork by Tereza Tomek, acrylic on canvas

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terezatomekmusic@gmail.com

Featuring:

Corwin Fox: Guitar, Banjo, Mandolin, Bass, Organ, Background vocals
Tereza Tomek: Vocals, Guitar, Piano, Trumpet
Jake Jenne: Drums, Percussion, Saxes
Jack Roland: Fiddle
Archie Pateman: Double Bass
Doug Cox: Slide Guitar
Christina Zaenker: Cello
Annie Becker: Background Vocals
Joline Baylis: Background vocals
Sean Barry: Celtic harp
Allison Zaichkowski: French horn

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