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You play hide & seek, though no-one's looking for you, but you still conceal yourself without a sound.

Are you going to spend your whole life waiting to be found?

Now you're a big pink baby, dreaming of a suntan, waiting in the shadows to be browned.

Are you going to spend your whole life waiting to be found?

Ancient history

moulded you into stone.

The photos fade but the pain has stayed

and you fossilised where instead you could have grown to be happy.

Now you spend your life with your head in a bucket of water, pretending to be drowned.

Are you going to spend your whole life waiting to be found?

A child learned to be ashamed,

to fear home truths on show.

Home is locked but it's insecure

and those who might have helped had no way that they could know anyway.

Once upon a time

many years ago

a baby cried because its parents were gone

and when they returned it didn't want to know any more.

Review
“Interesting.  Kinda cheerful.”

[Jon Hn,
deepest darkest northern Sweden]

Commentary
Harry Harlow was a psychologist & researcher best known for his experiments with monkeys, particularly looking at the effects of various forms of maternal deprivation.  The impact was marked and lifelong.  For example, monkeys who as babies had experienced inadequate mothering had difficulties forming social relationships, even as adults.

Composer:
Ed Hooke

Date of
Composition:
 July 2005 - July 2008

Date of
Recording/Copyright:
  2008

You can't see me.  I've got my eyes closed.

Sometimes the sun shines, sometimes it rains, but you're safe in your tunnel underground.

Looks like you're going to spend your whole life waiting to be found.

I can't see me.  My mirror's broken.