The Guilty Ones

WENDLA
Something’s started crazy –
Sweet and unknown

Something you keep
In a box on the street –
Now it’s longing for a home

ALL
And who can say what dreams are?

WENDLA
Wake me in time to be lonely and sad

ALL
And who can say what we are?

WENDLA
This is the season for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Who touch
And color the hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall into silence from the sky

And whisper some silver reply

MELCHIOR
Pulse is gone and racing –
All fits and starts

Window by window
You try and look into
This brave new you that you are

ALL
And who can say what dreams are?

MELCHIOR & WENDLA
Wake me in time to be out in the cold

ALL
And who can say what we are?

MELCHIOR & WENDLA
This is the reason for dreaming

ALL
And now our bodies are the guilty ones –
Our touch
Will fill every hour

Huge and dark
Oh our hearts
Will murmur the blues from on high

Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones –
Our touch
Will color the hours

Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall in silence from the sky

Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones