[Music] Suzanne Vega – Pornographer's Dream

American singer-songwriter and music star, Suzanne Vega, known for her captivating melodies and thought-provoking lyrics, has graced us with a mesmerizing single titled "Pornographer's Dream". This enchanting composition, released in 2007, showcases Vega's exceptional talent and ability to craft unforgettable songs.

"Pornographer's Dream" is a true gem in Vega's discography, displaying her prowess as both a songwriter and a performer. The song's beautifully written lyrics and meticulously composed melody make it an absolute delight to listen to. Its captivating charm and emotional depth are sure to leave a lasting impression on anyone who hears it.

This captivating track is part of Vega's remarkable project, "Beauty & Crime". Released to critical acclaim, this album showcases Vega's versatility and artistic growth, solidifying her status as one of the most influential musicians of her generation. With "Pornographer's Dream" as one of its standout tracks, the album takes listeners on a captivating journey through Vega's unique musical landscape.

If you haven't had the pleasure of experiencing "Pornographer's Dream" yet, now is the perfect time to do so. Its haunting melodies and poignant lyrics will transport you to a world of raw emotions and introspection. So don't miss out on this extraordinary musical masterpiece by the incomparable Suzanne Vega.

To listen and download "Pornographer's Dream", simply click the link below and immerse yourself in the enchanting soundscape created by Suzanne Vega.

Suzanne Vega Pornographer's Dream Lyrics:
She's a pornographer's dream, he said.
I knew what he meant.
But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream
He would have, that hadn't been spent?

Would he still dream of the thigh? of the flesh upon high?
What he saw so much of?
Wouldn't he dream of the thing that he never
Could quite get the touch of?

It's out of his hands, over his head
Out of his reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils, covered in silk
He's dreaming of what might be

Out of his hands, over his head
Out of his reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils,
He's dreaming of mystery.

Bettie Page is still the rage
With her legs and leather;
She turns to tease the camera, and please us at home,
And we let her.

Who's to know what she'll show of herself,
In what measure?
If what she reveals, or what she conceals,
Is the key to our pleasure?

It's out of our hands, over our heads
Out of our reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils, covered in silk
We're dreaming of what might be

It's out of our hands, over our heads
Out of our reach, under this real life
Hidden in veils
We're dreaming of mystery.

She's a pornographer's dream, he said.
I knew what he meant.
But it made me imagine: what kind of a dream
He would have?