One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss
A face outside the window pane
However did it come to this?
A man who ran, a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed
The use of force, he was so tough
She`ll soon submit, she`s had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still
He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He`s just the same as all the rest
He`s not the worst, he`s not the best
And still this ceaseless murmuring
The babbling that I brook
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look
A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun
M: You`re going on that plane to take you where you belong.
W: But Richard no. What has happened to you? Last night we said--
M: --Last night we said a great many things. You said I was to do the thinking for both of us. Well, I`ve done a lot of it since then and it all adds up to one thing. You`re getting on that plane with Victor where you belong.
W: But richard no, I, I --
M: --You have got to listen to me. Do you have any idea what you`d have to look forward to if you stayed here? Nine chances out of ten we`d both end up in a concentration camp. Isn`t that true, Louis?
W: You`re saying this only to make me go.
M: I`m saying it because its true. Inside us, we both know we belong with Victor. You`re part of his work, the thing that keeps him going. If that plane leaves the ground and you`re not with him, you`ll regret it.
W: No.
M: Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life.
W: But what about us?
what about us?
what about us?
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