Dry My Hair is recorded with air taken from the last letter or execution letter of Mary Queen of Scots with thanks to the staff at the Special Collections, National Library of Scotland. Drum kit created from prepared dulcitone.
Dry my hair, my feet are clean. Dry my hair, I'll be your queen. And my young fire-blown skeleton, like new born glass is gently quivering, I hold death in my lap, I suckle him, new born lips gently spittling, sweating life from every pore. Dry my hair, my feet are clean. Dry my hair, I'll be your queen. And once my heart had a skeleton, a brave young heart, young fire-blown skeleton, like newborn glass, sugar, open. But flame headed death is now my companion, as we walk barefoot the glass rattling garden, my bled-out, love flushed, young wild skeleton, winter's gaze where flame has broken, burns my tears, my heart outspoken, shaken down red and burning, the fire trees wildly sing. Dry my hair, my feet are clean. Dry my hair, I'll be your queen. Dry my hair, on falling stars. Dry my hair in young death airs.
from In My End Is My Beginning
released May 31, 2016
MacGillivray, lyrics, vocals, dulcitone, Indian harmonium, percussion, electric autoharp, melodica.
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