Blind Mag: Shilo...? Is your name shilo? Can I talk to you? Can you come down, please... So we can speak? I saw you at the show I thought I'd seen a ghost Your resemblance is striking You have your mother's eyes Her hair I was told you died with her All these years have come and gone How do I put this...? I'm your godmom Shilo: State your business Blind Mag: Business? Shilo: What do you want? Blind Mag: I want, I want to finally meet you Something real to cling to Leave you with the hope that You will go do all you're meant to All I've failed to In you, is a world of promise We have both been kept in bondage But you can learn from all my failures Shilo: I'm not supposed to talk to strangers Blind Mag: Or let them through the gate? Shilo: That either. A big risk Blind mag: A big fence Shilo: A mistake Blind Mag: A new friend Dead marni: Chase the morning Yield for nothing Chase the morning Yield for nothing Shilo: How'd you do that? Blind Mag: Do what? Shilo: Do that. That, that eye thing. Blind Mag: These eyes can do more than see Shilo: I know - I mean, I've seen you sing Blind mag: Where? Shilo: From my window I can see the world from there Name the stars and constellations Count the cars and watch the seasons Blind Mag: I wish we could've watched together Shilo: I can't have guests Blind Mag: Never? Shilo: Ever. If dad found out That I'd been let out Or you'd been let in... Blind Mag: I should go then Before I do, promise me you won't Shilo: It's better that you- Shilo: Don't. Forget me. Best If I resume my life inside My bedroom Blind mag: Don't forget that A sheltered rose needs a little Room to bloom outside her bedroom Dead marni: Chase the morning Yield for nothing Chase the morning Yield for nothing Blind Mag: Let your life be your dream Integrity. Honesty It's too late for me Don't look back 'til you're free to Chase the morning… Dead marni: Yield for nothing Chase the morning Yield for nothing Yield for nothing
