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LIFT Musical Soundtrack Lyrics






She Meets Him / One Minute in a Lift
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Jack Shalloo ]

BUSKER
SHE MEETS HIM EVERY MORNING,
THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT,
NEAR THE EXIT.
SHE LOVES BACH, BUT HATES RAVEL.
SHE PLAYS GOLF,
SHE TAKES NOTES,
SHE HAS A HANDICAP OF FOUR,
OF EVERY SINGLE WORD HE UTTERS.
HE DOESN'T HAVE A FAVORITE COLOUR.
THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT,
NEAR THE EXIT.
THEY HOPE TO BUMP INTO THE QUEEN!
HE DIDN'T WASH BEHIND HIS EARS
WHEN HE WAS A KID,
THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT.

ALL
MUST HAVE SLEPT THROUGH A CYCLE.
CAN'T WAKE MYSELF,
CAN'T SEEM TO SHAKE OFF THIS FEELING
MY BODY STILL WANTS TO BE
WRAPPED UP IN HAPPINESS DREAMING.
WON'T LET GO OF MY DUVET,
CAN'T FACE THIS MORNING'S CHILL.

ANGEL
CAN'T GET RID OF A HARD ON.

BUSKER
DREAMT I HAD NO RESPONSIBILITIES,

ALL
I HAD NO BELONGINGS,
NO DEADLINES, NOWHERE TO BE.
MUST HAVE SLEPT THROUGH A CYCLE,
CAN'T WAKE MYSELF,
CAN'T SEEM TO SHAKE OFF THIS FEELING,

ANGEL
SHAKE OFF THIS HARD ON,

ALL
MY BODY STILL WANTS TO BE DREAMING.

FACING EDGWARE ROAD,
GOODGE STREET, CHALK FARM, RUSSELL SQUARE.
EDGWARE ROAD - BAKERLOO LINE, REGENTS PARK.
KENNINGTON,
MORNINGTON CRESCENT, BELSIZE PARKCOVENT GARDEN. COVENT GARDEN.

ALL
ONE MINUTE IN A LIFT.
ONE, MINUTE IN A LIFT.
WELL, ALMOST ONE MINUTE
IN A LIFT -
MORE LIKE FIFTY-FOUR
SECONDS IN A LIFT.
CLOSE 'N PERSONAL
WITH SOME STRANGERS,
AND ONLY ONE WAY OUT.
SILENTLY THERE'S NO ESCAPING
SO WE DREAM
ABOUT ONE MINUTE OF OUR LIVES,
DREAM
ABOUT ONE MINUTE OF OUR DAY.
GONE -
WELL FIFTY-FOUR SECONDS.

BUSKER
ONE MINUTE IN A DAY.
ONE MINUTE IN A LIFE.
I'M SPENDING ONE
MINUTE AT A TIME,
SINGING OTHER SONGS
LIVING OTHER LIVES.
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Link / Diversion Ends
by Craig Adams


BUSKER
I'M IN THIS LIFT
GOING NOWHERE.
THINKING OF ONLY ONE THING.
FINISH THIS SONG
AND SHE'S OUT OF YOUR HEAD,
AND OUT OF THIS LIFT,
AND OUT OF YOUR LIFE
FOR ANOTHER DAY.

BUSKER
TRY SAY HOW YOU FEEL.
BUT IT'S
NEVER AS EASY AS THAT.
AND TIME NEAR HER GOES
QUICKLY ...

ANGEL
I WAS IN A SAUNA, BEING SUCKED OFF
THINKING ABOUT EVERYTHING ELSE -
BUT BEING SUCKED OFF.
FINDING THE BITE,
BETTER USE OF THE CLUTCH.
AND I MUST CHECK MY BLIND SPOT.
THINKING ABOUT WHAT 'K' SAID ON THE PHONE,
M.S.M -
MIRROR SIGNAL MANOEUVRE.
YOU'VE GOTTA CONCENTRATE
HARD
ON THE ROAD AHEAD.
KEEP DRIVING HARD ...

BUT I'M
THINKING ABOUT EVERYTHING ELSE -
BUT THIS BLOW JOB.
THINKING ABOUT WHAT I SAID TO ME MAM -
AND SHE'D ONLY BEEN GIVING ADVICE.
THINKING ABOUT WHAT ME MAM SAID, ME DAD SAID,
B.S.M,
F.UK.OFF.
YOU GOTTA LEAVE ME BE
PLEASE LEAVE MY HEAD ALONE.
NOT YOU (to imaginary guy sucking him off)
FUCK, I'M WORKING FAR TOO HARD ...

FRENCH TEACHER
I WAS IN A CLASSROOM
DOING PRO-NOUNS.
TALKING ITALIAN.
MISS RODINI WAS OFF WITH THE FLU.
HER NAME WAS SARAH.
JUST ANOTHER MONDAY AT WORK,

SAT AT THE FRONT
SHE WAS SCRIBBLING NOTES,
MIXING VERBS AND IRREGULAR VERBS.
DOING IT ON PURPOSE.
SAYING SHE WANTED TO ...
BUT SHE HAD THIS SMILE,
THIS INCREDIBLE SMILE
AND I UNDERSTOOD WHAT SHE MEANT,
WHEN SHE ASKED ME OUT
FOR A BEER ...
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Diversion Ends 2
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Paul Ayres ]

ANGEL
THE NEXT NIGHT -
I WAS IN A SAUNA,
IN A DARK ROOM,
BEING WANKED OFF.
SUCKING OFF SOME RANDOM.
THINKING ABOUT EVERYTHING ELSE -
BUT BEING THREE-SOMED.
THINKING OF ALL THE CRAP I GAVE 'K'.
THINKING OF HOW I SCREENED ME MAM'S CALL.
COZ I DON'T WANNA TALK ABOUT SHIT,
OR BE BLAMED FOR THE DOWNFALL OF ROME.
THINKING OF ALL THE CRAP I GAVE 'K'.
CAN'T I JUST ENJOY BEING TOSSED OFF??!!

I'VE GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE,
GOTTA GET OUT OF THIS
SPACE I'M IN

THIS CLOSE CONFINEMENT.
GOTTA GET OUT OF HERE
GOTTA PUSH PAST THIS CLICHE DRIVEN LIFE.
GOTTA LET MY WINGS UNFOLD.
SO THEY DON'T TOUCH THESE WALLS.
GOTTA REALISE MY DEPTHS,
GOTTA PUSH TOWARDS MY GOALS,
SO THEY PENETRATE THESE WALLS.
WANT TO CHALLENGE WHAT I SEE.

WHAT I'M SEEING,
THAT'S THE PROBLEM HERE,
YOU SEE,
YOU SEE I'VE GOTTA
TURN AROUND, REVERSE
AND NOTICE YOU OR FIND YOU.

MAYBE I'LL LOOK THE OTHER WAY
AND YOU'LL BE STANDING THERE.
ADMIRING MY BICEPS,
AND COMPLEMENTING MY CUTE ARSE.
BUT I'LL BE MORE CONCERNED ABOUT
THE FACT I'VE PACKED NO HAIR SPRAY,
OR YOUR JEANS ARE NOT DESIGNER.

IF YOU TAKE THE TIME TO UNDERSTAND
THAT I LIKE ROMANCE,
OR YOU ASK ME HOW MY DAY WAS,
OR YOU GUESS THAT I'M A VIRGO.

IF YOU'RE NOT ABOUT THE SHOES I WEAR,
OR THE STRAIGHTENERS IN YOUR BAG,
OR THE EYELASH TINT YOU HAD,
AND YOU'RE JUST YOU
THEN THAT'S OK. THAT'S OK.
THAT IS MORE THAN OK.

MAYBE I'LL OPEN UP
AND TELL YOU
JUST HOW SCARED I AM OF FINDING YOU.
COZ IF I'M HONEST YOU SEE
I HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT WOULD FEEL
TO BREAK AWAY.

MAYBE WITH YOU
I CAN HAVE SEX WITH THE BIG LIGHT ON,
DRIVE THE MOTORWAY
INSTEAD OF THESE A ROADS.
WITH NO DIVERSION SIGNS.

THIS IS WHERE MY DIVERSION ENDS.
MY DIVERSION ENDS.

HOWEVER -
I WAS IN A CHAT-ROOM,
TALKING ASSETS,
BEING FILTHY.
MAKING UP SOME BULL SHIT.
TRYING TO TURN THIS GUY ON.
MY NAME IS SARAH. SEND.
LYING ABOUT THE SIZE OF MY BREASTS,
LYING ABOUT THE FACT THAT I HAVE BREASTS,
LYING ABOUT THE LENGTH OF MY LEGS,
I'M A BLONDE WITH A REALLY CUTE SMILE
I'M ATHLETIC AND WEARING A THONG ...
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That Rainy Day
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Jennifer Tierney ]

SECRETARY
YOU'RE RIGHT
I'M WRONG.
WE WOULD HAVE NOTHING IN COMMON.
THAT'S NOT TO SAY,
WE COULDN'T LAUGH WITH EACH OTHER
ONE DAY
I GUESS REAL SOON,
I'LL REMEMBER
ALL THE STUPID THINGS I SAID.
I MEANT.
I MEAN WE'RE YOUNG
AND HELPLESS.
OF COURSE WE'LL STILL BE FRIENDS.
I COULDN'T THINK OF ANYTHING
MORE PERFECT.
THAN YOU FACE.

THAT RAINY DAY.
YOU SMILED
AS IF YOU'D SEEN AN ANGEL.
WELL I HAD.
AND WE JUST WALKED
AND WALKED
AND FUMBLED OVER SENTENCES
THAT MADE NO SENSE.
THOUSANDS AND HUNDREDS OF

SENTENCES THAT MADE NO SENSE.
AND I COULDN'T THINK
OF ANYTHING MORE PERFECT.
THAN YOUR FACE.

YOU TOOK MY HAND.
YOU.
YOU TOOK MY HAND.
YOU.
IT WASN'T ME.
I DIDN'T MAKE YOU,
WELL DID I?
IT FELT SO WARM.
IT FELT LIKE MELTING.
I FELT SO PRECIOUS.

THEN WE TALKED ABOUT THE WEATHER,
AND WE TALKED ABOUT YOUR MOTHER,
AND YOU SAID THAT I WAS SHAKING,
THEN WE GAZED AT ONE ANOTHER
AND I HAD TO FIX YOUR COLLAR
AND WIPE ICE-CREAM FROM YOUR MOUTH.
AND I NEARLY SAID.
AND I NEARLY SAID,
I ALMOST NEARLY SAID ...
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All About Her
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Michael Xavier, Jack Shalloo ]

BYT
IS IT THE WAY SHE'D SMILE AT ME,
OR HOW SHE'D CHANGE MY MOOD WITH ONE HELLO?
OR IS IT HOW I HADN'T

HEARD HER VOICE
THE WAY SHE ONCE SPOKE?
HOW SHE WAS TERRIFIED OF POWER,
SUCCESS,
TAKING RISKS.
AND NOW SHE'S GONE I'M TERRIFIED
OF LONELINESS.

BUSKER
IS IT THE WAY I THINK SHE REMEMBERS ME
AS SHE'LL PLACE A COIN INSIDE MY ...
SMILE AT ME AS SHE WALKS BY?
OR IS IT HOW I THINK OF HER,
THINK OF HER,
HOW MUCH TIME I WASTE TO THINK OF HER?
DOES SHE LIKE FINE DETAILS,
OR BRUSH STROKES?
KATE BUSH? CANDY FLOSS?
DOES SHE LIKE SNOWBALL FIGHTS
OR GETTING CAUGHT IN A RAINSTORM?
OR IS IT ALL ABOUT WHICH PIECE TO PLAY?

BYT
WAS IT ALL ABOUT THE TIME I'D WASTE?

BUSKER
IS IT ALL ABOUT WHICH SHOES TO WEAR?

BYT
WAS IT ALL ABOUT WHICH STEPS TO CLIMB?

BUSKER
IS IT ALL ABOUT THE NOISE I MAKE?

'COZ YOU ARE ALL ABOUT YOU.
YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOU.
AND YOU ARE ALL ABOUT WHERE WE SHOULD BE,
NOT ABOUT THE THINGS WE WERE,
OR MIGHT HAVE BEEN.
YES YOU ARE ALL ABOUT YOU.
YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOU.
AND YOU ARE ALL ABOUT WHERE I SHOULD BE,

NOT ABOUT THE THINGS I DO
NATURALLY.
BUT NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT HER,
HER,
IT'S ALL ABOUT HER.
BUT NOW IT'S ONLY REALLY ALL ABOUT HER,
HER,
NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT HER.
NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT
WHAT IT'S NOT ABOUT
IT'S JUST ALL ABOUT HER.

BYT (CONT'D)
IS IT THE WAY SHE'D SMILE AT ME?

BUSKER
IS IT THE WAY WE NEVER TALK?

BYT
IS IT THE WAY I THINK OF YOU?

BUSKER
THINK OF YOU,

BOTH
THE TIME I WASTE.
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Prologue / All About Her 2
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Jack Shalloo ]

BUSKER
IS IT THE WAY I'M LAZY
OR I DON'T UNDERSTAND
THAT HAS MADE ME REALISE I'M LOST,
THAT HAS RECONFIRMED THIS GAME IS THROUGH?
I LIKE THE WAY I'M TONGUE TIED,
I LIKE THE WAY MY STOMACH IS
BUTTERFLIES,
WHEN YOU'RE NEAR.
I LIKE THE WAY I FEEL.

I LIKE THE WAY YOU TOSS YOUR HAIR,
YOUR PEN TAKING NOTES, TINY EARS.

I LIKE HOW SHE'S TOUCHED ME.
HOW I'M CAUGHT IN HER RADIANCE.
HOW I'M LOST IN HER SIMPLENESS.
HOW SHE'S GIVEN ME CONFIDENCE.
WANT TO SHOUT IT FROM THE CROWDS,
HOW YOU'VE BREATHED NEW LIFE INTO MY SOUL.

'COZ YOU ARE ALL ABOUT YOU.
YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOU.
AND YOU ARE ALL ABOUT WHERE WE SHOULD BE,
NOT ABOUT THE THINGS WE WERE,
OR MIGHT HAVE BEEN.
YES YOU ARE ALL ABOUT YOU.
YOU'RE ALL ABOUT YOU.
AND YOU ARE ALL ABOUT WHERE I SHOULD BE,
NOT ABOUT THE THINGS I DO, NATURALLY.
BUT NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT HER, HER,
IT'S ALL ABOUT HER.
BUT NOW IT'S ONLY REALLY ALL ABOUT HER, HER,
NOW IT'S ALL ABOUT HER.
NOW IT'S ALL ABOUTWHAT IT'S NOT ABOUT.
IT'S JUST ALL ABOUT HER.
I THOUGHT SHE UNDERSTOOD ME...
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Lost in Translations
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Louise Dearman ]

FRENCH TEACHER:
She went to Paris
Can you believe it?
She just woke up and f*cked off to Paris
I didn't think she'd go
I sent her challenges
I said she had to-
She had to kiss a waiter
But I need evidence.
So she texts me a photograph.
She saw the tower,
She saw the sepulchre,
She saw the Louvre,
She ate a croissant.
That's where the waiter was
I saw the pictures.
I couldn't go 'cause I was working,
So I text her in French
She didn't understand
Her French was lousy.
Her French was always lousy.
I couldn't ask.
But now I'm lost...
Lost in translations of
Lost in her phrasebook,
Lost in her rucksack,
Lost in her- mmmm-mm-mm
F*ck, I'm lost.
Lost in a cafe
Lost in a picture
Lost in a bookshop
Lost in a footnote
Lost in P.S.
I keep telling myself if this is happening,
It will happen in time
I keep telling myself I'm so adult about
Handling this crush
It will ease with time
It will ease with laughter
It will ease with translation
I gave up on the fact a long time ago
You are not who I am
I keep busy, I keep your picture in a drawer
Where I know it won't jump out.
But you twist my arm
And you push a little
And it makes me warm
But aggravates this scratch
So I take control 'cause I need you there
You're a catalyst,
An equation I couldn't do without
And can not translate...
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
Do something wrong, won't you?
But now I'm lost...
Lost in her laughter
Lost in a scribble left on a napkin
Lost in her smile
But I'm so lost
Lost in a question
Lost in a routine looking for reasons
Lost in her youth
Oh God, I'm lost
Lost in this city
Walking through faces
Crowded by memories
Haunted by truth
But now I'm lost...
Lost in her lipstick mark
Lost in a voicemail
Lost in a smell left on a pillow
Lost in this no, no, no
Lost in this no, no, no
Lost in this no, no, no
Lost in this...
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It's Been a Year
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Julie Atherton ]

A sound like rushing stopped my dreaming and I began to slow right down
Thinking of everything you said and how I left but could not move
Then everything you'd ever done began to climb inside my thoughts
The birthday card, the photograph, the cancelled trip, the souvenir

Your eyes are clear
Your smile so weak
I understood, but it was hard, I said goodbye and breathed you in

It's been a year, this will take time

And soon my senses will shut down and I'll feel tired and want to sleep
And weak and everywhere I turn, my eyes will show me all the things you've touched
The dress I wore the night we danced, the chair, the corner shop... My bed.
And slowly one by one, I'll have to change the memories they hold

It's not their fault
They weren't to know
But I could leave this house right now and all I own

It's been a year, this will take time

So please forgive me if I cry and cannot handle this
It's just that I began to believe
And please forgive the way I act in front of friends of ours
You carry on and have a good time
And if I say some stupid things, or drink too much ignore me
It's better that way

It's not your fault
You weren't to know
But I could leave this house right now and all I own

It's been a year, this will take time
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It's Been a Year (Reprise)
by Craig Adams


BYT
YOU KNOW WHEN EVERYTHING RUNS SMOOTHLY,
YOU KNOW EXACTLY WHERE YOU ARE.
AND YOU KNOW WHAT'S AROUND THE CORNER,
WHAT TO EXPECT AND WHERE YOU'RE HEADING.
AND WHAT YOU THINK YOUR LIFE WILL BE.

SHE STOOD AND TOLD ME SHE WAS LEAVING
AND TIME BEGAN TO SLOW RIGHT DOWN.
I SAW HER LIPS,
I HEARD HER WORDS,
HER SILHOUETTE, I COULDN'T MOVE.

I MEMORISED THE SHAPE OF HER FRAME.
THE WAY HER SKIRT CARESSED HER LEGS.

SHE PACKED A BAG. I ASKED HER WHY.
SHE TOOK A TICKET FROM THE DRAWER.
I ASKED HOW LONG SHE HAD IT PLANNED.
SHE SAID I DIDN'T NEED TO KNOW.
HER SMILE SO WEAK.

KATE
I AM THE BOLTS
THAT HOLD HIS WINGS IN PLACE.
THAT NIGHT WE DANCED I SAW YOUR EYES.
I SAW THAT FREEDOM. THAT FREEDOM.
WERE YOU PRETENDING IT WAS REAL?
YOU WERE ALWAYS TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE.

YOU LOOKED JUST LIKE YOU'D SEEN AN ANGEL.
I HAD, I DO.
I WATCHED YOU SLEEP, YOUR SMILE SO REAL,
YOUR EYES CONTENT, AND I PRETENDED YOU WERE MINE.

ALL THREE
IT'S BEEN A YEAR THIS DOES TAKE TIME.
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Octet
by Lift Musical Cast

ANGEL
AM I FUCKING NUTS?
JUST HIT A ONE WAY STREET WITH NO TURNING.
BUT I'M GETTING OFF ON THE FACT HE'S STRAIGHT.
WHO AM I KIDDING?

MAYBE AS I'VE LOOKED THE OTHER WAY
YOU'VE BEEN STANDING THERE,
ADMIRING MY ... ADMIRING MY ...
IF I TAKE THE TIME TO UNDERSTAND
THAT I'M IN CHARGE HERE,
OR IF I DECIDE TO CHANGE DIRECTION
THAT'LL BE OK. IT'S OK.
HEADING STRAIGHT TO THESE UNCHARTERED ROADS
AND NEVER LOOKING BACK. AND MISS ALL DIVERSION SIGNS.
I HIT THE OPEN ROADS.

BYT/TDH/SECRETARY/AMY
I KEEP BUSY I KEEP YOUR PICTURE IN A DRAWER,
WHERE I KNOW IT WON'T JUMP OUT.

FRENCH TEACHER/KATE/SARAH
BUT YOU TWIST MY ARM,

BUSKER
THEN YOU SMILE A LITTLE.

SECRETARY
AND IT MAKES ME WARM.

BUSKER/ANGEL
MUST HAVE SLEPT THROUGH A CYCLE.
CAN'T WAKE MYSELF
CAN'T SEEM TO SHAKE OFF THIS ...

ALL
SO YOU TAKE CONTROL, COZ YOU NEED ME THERE.
YOU'RE A CATALYST, A DIVERSION, I CANNOT DO WITHOUT.

FRENCH TEACHER
AND CANNOT TRANSLATE.

ALL
BUT NOW I'M LOST.

KATE
LOST IN HIS LAUGHTER,

SECRETARY
LOST IN A LETTER, TAKING DICTATION,

BOTH
LOST IN HIS SMILE.

ALL
BUT NOW I'M LOST.

ANGEL BYT
LOST IN A CHAT-ROOM, LOST IN A TICKET,
LOST IN DIVERSIONS, LEFT IN A DRAWER,
LOST ON AN A ROAD. LOST IN HER SMILE.

FRENCH TEACHER
LOST IN A SMELL
LEFT ON HER PILLOW.

ALL
BUT NOW I'M LOST. LOST IN THIS CITY.
LOST IN A MINUTE, CROWDED BY FACES,
NON OF THEM YOURS.
LOST LOOKING FOR ANSWERS.

FRENCH TEACHER/BUSKER
LOST KNOWING THE ANSWERS.

BYT
IS IT THE WAY YOU THINK SHE REMEMBERS YOU?
AS SHE'LL PLACE A COIN INSIDE YOUR CASE,

ANGEL
SMILES AT YOU AS SHE WALKS BY.

FRENCH TEACHER
OR IS IT HOW YOU THINK OF HER,

KATE
THINK OF HER,

FRENCH TEACHER/BYT
HOW MANY MINUTES YOU WASTE THINKING?

ANGEL
THE TIME FOR BEING TONGUE-TIED IS OVER.
TELL HER NOW.

ALL
IT'S TIME YOU FACED YOUR FEELINGS.
JUST SAY HOW YOU FEEL.
JUST FINISH THE SONG.
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Top of the City
by Craig Adams


BUSKER
HI, HELLO. GOOD MORNING.
WELCOME TO MY FAVORITE PLACE.
THE VIEW FROM HERE'S AMAZING.
JUST GIVE ME BLUE SKIES AND I'LL WATCH FOR DAYS.
GIVE ME BLUE SKIES AND I'LL WATCH FOR DAYS.
THAT'S ONE THING YOU KNOW NOW. ONE THING YOU KNOW.

HI, HOW ARE YOU?
IT'S SO GREAT TO TALK TO YOU AT LAST.
I'M PRETTY NERVOUS.
I'VE THOUGHT ABOUT THIS,
I'VE DREAMT ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG.
YOU LOOK SO GOOD, GIVE ME A SMILE.
GIVE ME A SMILE AND I'LL WATCH FOR DAYS.

AND AS I'M WATCHING LONDON WAKE UP,
YOU WAKE MY MIND, LIGHT UP MY SOUL.
LIKE RAYS OF SUNSHINE PAINTING COLOURS
ON THE TOP OF THE CITY.
MORE THINGS YOU KNOW NOW.
MORE THINGS YOU KNOW.

SECRETARY
HI, HOW ARE YOU?
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO SING TODAY?
DON'T BE SO NERVOUS.
SING THE SONG ABOUT ME,
THE ONE YOU ALWAYS START TO PLAY.
WHERE WOULD YOU TAKE ME
IF WE HAD THIS DAY?
WHAT WOULD WE DO?
WHAT WOULD YOU SAY?

BUSKER
WE'D WALK ALONG THE RIVER.
I'D TAKE YOU TO MY FAVORITE CAFE.
I'D ASK YOU OUT TO DINNER, I'D HAVE A WORD WITH SOMEONE
AND ORGANISE A RAINSTORM.
WE HAVE TO RUN FOR COVER YOU'D LAUGH.

I'D ASK YOU TO SMILE.
I'D BUY YOU AN ICE CREAM.
I'D PINCH YOU A POSTCARD.
I'D WRITE ON THE BACK,
A LYRIC I WROTE.
I'D ASK YOU FOR YOUR FAVORITE JOKE.

AND WHEN IT TURNS TO EVENING,
WE'D GO TO MY FAVORITE STREET,
AND LISTEN TO JAZZ FILL UP THE SUMMER NIGHT.
AND YOU WOULDN'T NOTICE
THE BAD INTONATION OF THE BASS.
AND TIME DISAPPEARS.
THE NIGHT DISAPPEARS
IN YOUR LAUGHTER.
AND WE'LL GO TO MY FAVORITE PLACE.
I'LL TAKE YOU TO MY FAVORITE PLACE.
THE TOP OF THE CITY.

ALL
TOP OF THE CITY
TOP OF THE CITY (etc)

BUSKER
AND WHEN WE REACH THE TOP
WE'LL SIT BEHIND THE LIGHTS OF PICADILLY.
WE'LL STAND ON EVERY EDGE,
ON EVERY BRIDGE,
AND FOLLOW TIDES DOWN THE RIVER.
AND I'LL FORGET ALL I'VE BEEN TOLD
EVERYTHING I'VE BEEN TAUGHT
BUT THE DIZZYING SOUND OF YOUR LAUGHTER.
YOU SMILE WILL BE MY INSPIRATION
YOUR NAME MY FINAL LYRIC.
AT THE TOP OF THE CITY.

SECRETARY
WOULD YOU NOT CARE IF I WAS LATE?
WOULD YOU NOT CARE IF I FORGOT THINGS?
WOULD THERE BE SCHEDULES OR TIMETABLES?

SECRETARY (CONT'D) BUSKER
WOULD YOU TRY TO KISS ME? I'D BUY YOU AN ICE CREAM,
YOU'D BUY ME AN ICE CREAM. I'D PINCH YOU A POSTCARD

BOTH
YOU'D/I'D WRITE ON THE BACK
A LYRIC YOU/I WROTE.
I'D ASK YOU FOR MY FAVORITE JOKE.

SECRETARY
AND WHEN IT TURNS TO EVENING,
WE'LL GO TO YOUR FAVORITE STREET,

BOTH
AND LISTEN TO JAZZ FILL UP THE SUMMER NIGHT.

SECRETARY
AND I WOULDN'T CARE ABOUT
THE BAD INTONATION OF THE BASS.
WHAT IS THAT ANYWAY?

BOTH
AND TIME DISAPPEARS.
THE NIGHT DISAPPEARS IN YOUR LAUGHTER.
AND SUDDENLY IT'S MORNING.

SECRETARY
AND WE'LL GO TO YOUR FAVORITE PLACE.

BUSKER
I HAVE A NEW FAVORITE PLACE.
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She Meets Him (Reprise)
by Craig Adams

[ Featuring Jack Shalloo ]

KATE
HIS NICKNAME IS GAYBEE, BUT I CALL HIM ANGEL.

BUSKER
SHE MEETS HIM EVERY MORNING THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT.

FRENCH TEACHER
SHE LEFT ME FOR PARIS.

SARAH/TDH
BUCKINGHAM PALACE.

BYT
SHE LOVES BACH, BUT HATES RAVEL.

KATE
HIS NICKNAME IS GAYBEE, BUT I CALL HIM ANGEL.

SECRETARY
HIS SECRET POWER WOULD BE INVISIBILITY.

FRENCH TEACHER/KATE/ANGEL
THEY MEET EVERY MORNING.

SARAH/TDH
TO BUCKINGHAM PALACE.

BUSKER
THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT.

ALL
THIRD CARRIAGE FROM THE FRONT.

BYT
AND SHE LEFT FOR THE AIRPORT,

FRENCH TEACHER
AND SHE LEFT ME FOR PARIS,

FRENCH TEACHER/KATE/BYT
I WOULDN'T LEAVE HER FOR ANYWHERE.

ANGEL
ADMIRING MY ... ADMIRING MY ...

KATE
HIS NICKNAME IS GAYBEE, BUT I CALL HIM ANGEL.

SARAH/TDH
TO BUCKINGHAM PALACE.

SECRETARY
HE HATED GIRLS AT SCHOOL, BUT LIKE WEARING THE UNIFORM.

BYT
LOVES BACH, BUT HATES RAVEL.

SECRETARY
HE MEETS ME EVERY MORNING.

BUSKER
SHE MEETS HIM EVERY MORNING.

GROUP 1 GROUP 2
FACING COVENT GARDEN, ONE MINUTE IN A LIFT,
WITH NO ARMOUR, ONE MINUTE IN A LIFT,
AND NO PROTECTION WELL ALMOST ONE MINUTE IN A LIFT

KATE
AND NO SPEED.

ALL
WE'RE CLIMBING
WE'RE CLIMBING
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LIFT is A contemporary musical set in London with a rich and complex musical score. The journey of the Lift takes one minute (or thereabouts) but the journey of the show takes us through a minute within everyone's imagination, allowing us to say and see things that might not be possible in real life.

Andy and Wendy Barnes produced the original London production with co-producers Ros Povey and Theatre Bench. The show ran a limited season at Soho Theatre in 2013 and starred Cynthia Erivo, Julie Atherton and George Maguire. It was nominated for "BEST MUSIC" in the 2014 whatsonstage awards.

Popular songs from the show include "It's Been A Year" and "Lost in Translations" the latter of which has featured on both Kerry Ellis and Julie Atherton's albums.
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Genre(s): Soundtrack, Musical
Released: May 31st, 2012
Year: 2012

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