The Dolls of New Albion, A Steampunk Opera - Act IV, S4 - Prisiclla Contemplates | Текст песни

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(Priscilla leaves Jasper at the table and goes to the side of the room to reflect)

PRISCILLA:
Some speak about love in a sweet way
Enchantment, romance and dizzy dream states
And some just wait and pace their cage

Some speak about love as a passion
As rapture and cries and sighs and gasps and
Some resign to yearn inside

These odes of tear stained banter and dew eyed candor
That wither in the world, the world that
Just deceives you and beats and bleeds you
And leaves lonely little girls

And some sacrifice, anyway
Some sacrifice, it all away
Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave
When they’re broken there’s no assurance they made a better place

Some speak about love in a kind way
The friend that won’t leave and makes your day sane
As you bide and cringe and hide

Some wait for a stranger to touch and fill them
Some wait for the stranger who will kill them
And some just pace their lonely cage

With one dear doll who keeps you from crying but cries too
Silently inside
Some speak of love and kindness and clutch in blindness
And take and hoard and hide

And some sacrifice, anyway
Some sacrifice, it all away
Ah, the fallen and the burdened and the wreaths upon their grave
When you’re broken there’s no assurance you made a better place

(Priscilla picks up the phone)

Hello, police? Hello, police? A felony, you need to see

(Priscilla puts down the phone and returns to Jasper who has seen and heard what she has done)

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