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Jane Siberry( Jane Stewart )
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Act 3: Meshach Dreams Back
ACT 3
LET GO!
SHADRACH, MESHACH, ABEDNEGO HANANIAH, MISHAEL, AZARIAH
Come on, Magic. Let's go to the train station. It's our turn to greet people. Others have gone to schoolyards, to office parties, any and all ports of call where someone might be found standing alone against a wall. You know, when the great train of freedom comes, they say no one will be left behind. No one. Not the least of sparrows. Don't give up, get ready. Prepare ourselves, get ready. Here we go, get ready.
Maybe it was to learn how to love Maybe it was to learn how to leave Maybe it was for the games we played Maybe it was to learn how to choose Maybe it was to learn how to lose Maybe it was for the love we made
Love is everything they said it would be Love made sweet and sad the same But love forgot to make me too blind to see You're chickening out, aren't you? You're chickening out or ... is it me?
And as I came around the corner of the building, I saw embedded in the wall, I saw a shell and I saw a pearl and I saw a superhero's cape and I saw a sword and I saw the mighty word M - A - G - I - C. Which of course spells 'YES!' YES? I didn't mean to say YES! The Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com universe did a martial arts move on me and tripped me up on my own energy.
But since I'd said yes, I found myself being led blindfolded through a backyard in Oakland, California towards a chicken hut and I braced for the fatal squawk. And inside that chicken hut, that dark tent, they cut the clothes from my body: my expensive black leather jacket from New York; my expensive black jeans from Paris, 10% lycra, perfect fit, long sought after; and finally gone was my expensive thong. But I was so desperate to lose the heaviness that had dogged my trail since I had been a young girl that it finally outweighed the 'otherness'. And they sprinkled me with some kind of magic water and incanted words in a language I'd never heard before. And I don't know if the water or the words worked. I just know that I will never, ever forget their kindness.
Let Go! Let Go!
Oh Mama, with what shall I keep warm?!
LET GO OF KEEPING WARM TO WHICH MESHACH DREAMS BACK
CONSIDER THE LILIES OF THE FIELD. AND SHE CAME AROUND THE CORNER OF THE BUILDING AND SHE SAW A BENCH. AND SHE LOOKED UP AT THE SUN AND IT WAS HOT. AND SHE FELT THE WIND AND IT WAS STRONG. AND SHE TOOK OFF HER CLOAK AND LAID IT ON THE BENCH.
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