- Act II S2 Edgar Gets His Heart Broken
(Edgar appears. He is seated at a table dining with Fay.)
[Verse 1: Edgar]
The restaurant was lovely
The food, the wine, it all seemed
A perfect night and she looked so divine
I poured myself a new one
- Act II S3 The Old Trunk In The Attic
(Edgar, brokenhearted, mopes around his family manor. He finds himself ruffling through an old suitcase in the attic.)
NARRATOR
The old trunk in the attic
Where grandmother’s broken heart was tossed
In a box with a ballet shoe
And dead soldier’s cross
- Act II S4 Edgar Builds A Business
NARRATOR:
So Edgar tries the experiments he’s read
Annabella’s formula for bringing back the dead
The experiments of course prove a success
And thus a crazy notion comes into his head
EDGAR:
One day you will see
- Act II, S5 - Fay Considers Edgar's Proposal
FAY:
Once we saw a band play
Years ago I hardly
Knew you like I came to in our day
I was so excited
I fussed to hours prior
And when you knocked my heart nearly gave way
- Act III S2 The Movement 1
(BYRON and AMELIA and other Voodoopunks are hanging out)
[Verse 1: Byron]
In the movement, In the nights of dead and dance
In the movement, The haunted held within our hands
In the movement, Jasper, love is why I do
In the movement, the love I never get from you
- Act III S3 Voodoopunk
(Scene: A popular nightclub among the Voodoopunk subculture which caters to their subculture. The Voodoopunks are dancing a voodoo ceremony. Amelia is dancing and chanting as high priestess.)
(Voodoopunks)
Ya ko, hoo-o-la-oh A-hee-lay-oh-la-hey
Ya ko, hoo-o-la-oh A-hee-lay-oh-la-hey
The Sidhe are coming over, the Sidhe are pass back over
- Act III S4 The Movement 2
AMELIA
In the movement
In the nights of dead and dance
In the movement
When I’m offering out my hand
In the movement
I don’t need you to pretend
In the movement
- Act III S6 The Suicide
(Narrator enters and takes us from Jasper into a small flat in New Albion where one of the most prominent girls from the Voodoopunk party is sitting alone in her room listening to an old fashioned radio.)
NARRATOR
Jasper’s song that he made
All the Dolls in the town play
And it broadcasts all throughout the day
There’s a girl in a small flat
- Act III, S5 - Elysian Night
JASPER:
Elysium
The silent sighed lost lullaby
Elysian night
Elysium
The child who climbs the edge of time
Elysian night
- Act III, S7 - Bonfire Of The Dolls
NARRATOR:
Beside the girl's body her suicide note
and the words from the doll's song was all that she wrote
It was published in papers, discussed, yet despite
this the dolls kept broadcasting all day and all night
(The sound of Elysian Night playing over radio)
- Act IV S1 The Ballad Of The Gambler And The Monk
NARRATOR
You remember at the start, the Gambler and the Monk played cards?
(Music with a rustic folk feel begins)
Years before a Monk and Gambler embarked
On a long trek right through the great lands of the North
They had a debate about Gd, chance and fate
- Act IV S4 Prisiclla Contemplate
(Priscilla leaves Jasper at the table and goes to the side of the room to reflect)
[Verse 1: 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
- Act IV S5 The Day They Come
NARRATOR
Circles never stop themselves, nothing that you’ve ever held were you promised or reneged and sometimes when you lose, you win.
JASPER
Priscilla, what’d you do?
When You come for me
You know they’ll also kill you too
You’re young, your song unsung
- Act IV S6 I Will Bring You Down
(The room fades and Soldier 7285 is left)
OTHER SOLDIER: Soldier 7285, why didn’t you fire?
OTHER SOLDIER 2: Soldier 7285, why didn’t you fire?
AUTHORITY: Soldier 7285 you are hereby notified of your court martial for negligence of duty
OTHER SOLDIER: Why didn’t you fire?
SOLDIER 7285:
- Act IV, S3 - Priscilla And Jasper Play Cards
(Scene: A dimply lit, windowless room deep in the McAlistair Manor. Priscilla and the doll Jasper sit and play cards. Jasper is naturally awkward at it, but Priscilla is patient and the game manages to be played.)
PRISCILLA:
Club and spade I raise, here in this parlor in this never ending game we play
And we hide, just you and I, as day fades into day
Hidden in our room, with a game that no one ever seems to win or lose
And the shades of flames remain from a world we keep far away