Originals Sing: Singer Songwriter Night at Artistry

DAWN FUNG // LOONGDate Wednesday, 23 October 2013 Time 8pmVenue Artistry, 17 Jalan Pinang Singapore 199149Tickets $10

'Powerful, touching songs, which cut to the heart in their honesty and invite reflection.'

‘Like American one-offs Regina Spektor and Joanna Newsom,

Singaporean Dawn Fung pursues her own uniquely folky muse to

whatever climes it desires.’

Hunt of Time

Once upon a time, the old father is a young girl. She hunts carelessly because there is always another day in front of her.

Carl Spitzweg

Sweet Sixteenby Dawn Fung

Sweet sixteen, you are the fairest of all.

My darling, you dance like a zephyr too fastfor me to hold on,

but I’ve been aroundto watch you grow up

into sweet sixteen years.

Lovely seventeen, you are the brightest of all.

My darling, you shine like the sun in my eyes!

I’ll remember your questions (and answers untold

from my heart to yours), lovely seventeen years old.

Fine eighteen you are - my joy, my delight!

You have grown like the tree that we drew on your wall.

A rainbow of colours and baskets of fruits :

They will mark how you grow, my fine eighteen-year-old.

the love that I’ve given you will always be there

Time is a man. He realises he loses more than he gains if he is not careful.

Numbersby Dawn Fung

from the album, In the Evening Sun (2013)

oh you see the creeping numbers stop at four and five

they form a certain angle of a certain slice of time

it's the pie that feeds the mouths ofthose who'll take the cheese

these punters form a ratlike race who live for disbelief

and the spring that coils behind is not the hand you saw

the minute one did stop at four and not five minutes more

for that taste of tempting hour they throw the pearl away

and wallow in the sordid mud in satiable display

Eve

As he matures, Time enjoys getting

lost in thought, especially when it is

well planned.

The Bridegroomby Dawn Fung

from the album, The Last Morning (2009)

Can you see the sun rising up over the moon with her smile in her hair, black and shining as the stars in the sky falling down like a fireball inside, of my eyes burning brightly with sparkles in the night turning red, turning white, turning over to the side, feeling sick, curling up, mesmerised as if some things did collide, in the sky...

Can you hear the life on the ground where you stoodholding the green turn to brown, and the withered thing is proudly now dust and its sin, was to not believe a thing in the word prophesied, for this time to die and till gold is pavement for feet, once the broken world is crumbling to bits and our memories subside into sounds in the sky...

Can you see the rain lacerating off the lines on the road, where you lie deep inside the ground of broken debris, oversize sliced and shaking in the windrising up, like a tide surging through the iron wires thrown aside, from the skyscrapers torn to pieces when the messiah, on his horse came with fire in his eyes to collect you, his bride...

Can you hear the time rolling up its hands to three in the hour, of the night where the painted cloud has turned into brush drying up, black and gold dust into drink sucking small galaxies, into puddles toasting wine bread and dine for a feast, at the wedding of the bride and the groom, burning hair, long and tender as his kiss warm as life...

Time’s hunt is coming to an end.He is looking forward to something big.

Home With Youby Dawn Fung

from the album, In the Evening Sun (2013)

Lay me down by your shoulder now to restKeep me warm when reason turns too cold

In worship, I'll adorn you with my praiseYou rest me now, I'll be home again someday

Saviour, you'll protect your ownwhen we stray away too farwe'll come back with you

Master, you'll reward your ownwhen we face the raging fires

of this world with you

Here is Father Time with all his friends.They are his hunts, his glories.

They sit with him among willows of great feasts.

Children of Springby Dawn Fung

from the album, In the Evening Sun (2013)

Sing now you bearers of dreams! Wake up to fullness and laughter!

Dance now in rivers so deep! Partake the sweetness of water!

Come sing, ye children of spring, holding the hands of your Master!

Come dance to laughter and songs, singing joy ever after!

And where are you in the hunt of Time?Are you young and free, working meticulously,

pondering on life, or leaving a legacy?

The Last Morningby Dawn Fung

from the album, The Last Morning (2009)

Come. Time is here.

We are among friends.

Family Song by Dawn Fung

from the album, The Last Morning (2009)

When the walls of the families fall downstone hearts melt away

When the walls of the families fall downtroubles will not stay

Even when the dark clouds growOur wills shall not be brokenEven with the storms aroundOur peace will not be shaken

Children watch from soulless towersfor the fields to play in

Brothers fight against their ownsisters just like orphans

Fathers cut down blocks of strifeburn them into pieces

Mothers watch the rising flamestears flow into rivers

When the walls of the families fall downstone hearts melt away

When the walls of the families fall downtroubles will not stay

Even when the dark clouds growOur wills shall not be brokenEven with the storms aroundOur peace will not be shaken

当爱 将我们圈在一起 不再埋怨错与对当爱 将我们圈在一起相亲相爱最可贵

人生总会有风雨难免会事与愿违当你哭泣在夜里知道你会有我陪

家是我的避难所 有梦有爱有泪水浪迹天涯到海角都不如有家人陪

“爱。圈在一起” lyrics : 九木

When the walls of the families fall downstone hearts melt away

When the walls of the families fall downtroubles will not stay

Even when the dark clouds growOur wills shall not be brokenEven with the storms aroundOur peace will not be shaken

does theHunt of Time

ever come to an end?

Jacobby Dawn Fung

from the album, In the Evening Sun (2013)

As if I heard my mother's voice

whispering through the sandy grains of time

reminding one of playing in the kitchen

with the ladle and the spoon while

stirring up the bubbles from the carrots and the bones,

blood red lentil stew...

As if I knew the time had come

to break my brother's bond

of years of fury spent upon

miles and miles away from home

fear and shame won't break my bones

in dreams and altar stone...

As if the dawning teared into

the sinews of my side

before I crossed the brook to pray

wrestled with an angel with a name I couldn't say...

Esau, you won't hurt me when I see you face to face!

Thanks for coming to

ARTISTRY tonight!xx Dawn

Paintings by Carl SpitzwegEdgar DegasÉdouard ManetEdward Hopper

Rembrandt van RijnJohannes Vermeer

Salvador Dali

Thanks for coming to

ARTISTRY tonight!xx Dawn

Paintings by Carl SpitzwegEdgar DegasÉdouard ManetEdward Hopper

Rembrandt van RijnJohannes Vermeer

Salvador Dali

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Originals Sing: Singer Songwriter Night at Artistry

DAWN FUNG // LOONGDate Wednesday, 23 October 2013 Time 8pmVenue Artistry, 17 Jalan Pinang Singapore 199149Tickets $10

'Powerful, touching songs, which cut to the heart in their honesty and invite reflection.'

‘Like American one-offs Regina Spektor and Joanna Newsom,

Singaporean Dawn Fung pursues her own uniquely folky muse to

whatever climes it desires.’