NARRATOR
We light the match
It starts from a spark
We let the fire catch,
Eliminate the, the dark
The singer stands to sing
Required listening from the
Blue ridge mountains
We hear them sing
'Someone's gonna die'
Songs of Saints and of Sinners
QUARTET
There but for the grace of God, go I
NARRATOR
In a smoky club we let the record spin
And Mack the knife delights by flaying the skin
At least while Ella sings
Or Bobby Darin swings
QUARTET
From New York to Berlin
Come stories of true love gone awry
Of devils and angels
There but for the grace of God, go I
SARA
We all want to touch the flames
MICHAEL&SARA
But not get burned
TOM&NARRATOR
The pull of petty fate
MICHAEL
But don't touch
SARA
Don't
NARRATOR
On the radio they burn up the charts
Pop songs of love gone wrong and bloody hearts
Maxwell's Silver Hammer blow
Hendrix calling out
Hey Joe, hey Joe... hey Joe
QUARTET
There's always a killer
So logically someone has to die
We sing the Murder Ballad's warning
There but for the grace of God, go I
Grace of God, go I
Grace of God, go I
NARRATOR
Listen and I'll tell a tale
A tale where good does not prevail
A King, a Queen
A Club, a Knave
One is destined for the grave...
Michael:
What's your name
Sara:
Sara,
Kiss me
Want a drink
Michael:
No-
Sara:
Good then just kiss me
What did you come her for
If you don't want a kiss,
Doesn't anybody want to kiss me
Michael:
Course I do, but you seem so-
Sara:
Uh, Kiss me
Michael:
You haven't even asked my name-
Sara:
I don't care, kiss me
Michael:
Why so sad?
I think you've drunk too much
And I'm not gonna take-
Sara:
Don't be a hero
Like 'em bad, like DeNero
Or that Mr. Brando
Michael:
Now Little by little
I see what's going on
Yeah, little by little
I see that something's wrong
Is your heart broken
Did DeNero get away
Did mamma ever tell you
That boys, they don't stay
So what was his name
Sara:
Tom
Michael:
Sounds like an asshole
Sara:
All men are assholes
Michael:
Nice to meet you Sara
I'm Michael
Sara:
Shut up and kiss me Michael
Michael:
The problem with you is New York City
Love at the speed of this city
Now little by little
I see what's going on
Yeah little by little
I see that something's wrong
Sara:
Yeah you guessed it
I sleep away my days
My nights are trash and vaudeville
Cigarette clichés
A kiss like a mouth tattoo
Burns in me and I don't know what I'll do
It hurts so good
And bad
He's waiting
She's waiting at home
Branded by love
It's etched in my skin as I'm watching from above
Branded by love
It's caught in my skin as I'm floating up above
A kiss like a deep breath
Maybe this sweetness is just Heaven saying
I've got to slow down
I can't jump the gun
I'm always running and bumping into love
Branded by love
It's etched in my skin as I'm floating up above
Branded by love
It's caught in my skin as I'm floating up above
But if I choose to scald my story
Does it mean that I'm in love with you
And if I spill in for me amori
Will my blood run deeper than blue
Branded by love
It's etched in my skin as I'm floating up above
Branded by love
It's caught in my skin as I'm floating up above
Sara:
Terrified, I am
Every single day
Petrified, I am
And I'm not wood or clay
Michael:
How long, you ask
Heavy like rock and glass
Are we expecting to swim
While we are drowning within
Tom:
Don't ask how long
We're built for longing
Don't ask how long
We're built for longing
Sara:
We can fantasize
About a good man and try
Try to float, not sing
Through our lives
Narrator:
And I think
Everyone can sympathize
We all want the sun and skies
Michael:
Maybe a baby or two
A better life
I promise you
Sara and Narrator:
Don't ask how long
We're built for longing
Don't ask how long
Cause every answer's wrong
You and me
Were made for wanting
Michael and Tom:
We're always gonna want for something
Tom:
Everyone can sympathize
We want the moon and the skies
Start again our lives brand new
Sara and Michael:
A life I used to come home to
Sara, Michael, Tom, and Narrator:
Don't ask how long
We're built for longing
Don't ask how long
Cause every answer's wrong
You and me
Were made for wanting
We're always gonna want for something
We are for the wanting
We'll always want for something
We are for the wanting
Built for longing
You said, and you swore
We were bound in love forever.
Did you really think I'd let you go unscathed?
I don't think so.
I kept watch, like doves,
Spying eyes they found you
camped out on branches
And I saw hands and shirts landed,
So quietly, I picked some evidence up.
I raced back to beat you home
I was sick from it all.
With knotted fists I heard your boot steps
..you were glowin'..
You brought in the mud like nothin's wrong.
Where you been? Don't deny.
Yeah, I'm askin' questions.
Come clean. Don't blink.
I'm warnin' you, her perfume's strong
It's important that you tell the truth to get along.
He kept on with his story
I poured chloroform into his scotch
I held up the belt he'd thought he'd lost
and said "Look at me and own up to what you've done."
He caught a bow to the head,
A sash swayed and he bent
I was aiming for his eyes
'Cause I coud still see them there
Tangled together like trumpy vines.
(whistles)
I let you go, there's still time
You could still get out alive
But hurt turned to rage, and I came unhinged
And I close ranged.
He got it four times.
He splayed out at my feet,
His life pooled all around him
I kneeled down.
I said "Baby look what you made me do
This is forgiveness...
...the only way that I know how to."
Amanda Shires performing I Kept Watch Like Doves song from Murder Ballad the Musical