been THEIR insides spilling into the sand, they'd see on cracking land their spirit cannot triumph. Take a breath. Sit back and relax. Enjoy your moment
spoke of an angel . . . CARLOTTA (to herself, in triumph) Prima donna your song shall live again! ANDRE/FIRMIN (to CARLOTTA) Think of your public! CARLOTTA
abeyance abduct the love Follow the moon and follow the dead I cry for the girl I never had My pain ever deepening as I dream of your kiss My ire irks
are howlin' tonight Walkin' on the wild side out of control We're a hard act to follow Let the good times roll Better lock up your daughters When we knock on your
a substantial overlapping of different voices) ANDRE Your public needs you! FIRMIN We need you, too! CARLOTTA Would you not rather have your precious
the pen of a ready writer (Selah) My God when you came out before your people Marched through the wilderness the earth shook below The heavens stopped at your
proceedings, and a MARKSMAN, at present hidden in the pit) CHIEF You understand your instructions? FIREMEN (severally) Sir! CHIEF When you hear the whistle, take up your
of charms my heart and soul surrender! CHORUS The trumpeting elephants sound hear, Romans, now and tremble! Hark to their step on the ground hear the
Three flags will fly between the Esk and Dee rivers. "The triumph's my king!" screams this baron son, devised for war. Follow the tracks of this mailed
Princeton, they won't follow good So I shock this microphone and split a tree trunk to hollow wood The last line of defense, set your prescedence Set your
see every side of you Loss and triumph, just the same You can follow me, you can find in you Every face of your heart - I believe in you You can follow
prayer is that you would eagerly follow their example I boasted of your readiness for a year Give him your heart and not the pressure of your peers They
sin your skin cringes. You wanna radio edit or remix extended? Words in stereo with the proper grounding Feel the bass in the space when your heart keep
arise and order you to hear me follow my command and find your destiny your agony is my uncare, your sorrow my peace make me your master and purify your
if you follow I spit if you swallow You've been dealt the cards but there's nothing at stake What is it worth when your limbs begin to shake King of black hearts