ROSE:
Imagination leads to hoping
Without hope, your dreams start to change
Until you’re a compromise
Nostalgic for a memory of who you were one time
A stained glass window
Before the clouds came in, and you’re left wondering
Where did your colors go
I would have done anything
Anything to get out of that paper stand
Who’d have thought a story
About a telescope
Would save my brother’s job
It saved the Sun, it brought us together
I should have known at the time
That each word we wrote set a brick
And wе built a Tower of Babel
You take action
You brеak new ground
You’re so certain of the plan when the building starts
It took us higher
Then we looked down
All the people we hoped to unite had slowly grown apart
The past had died
There were no mourners
In its place, a brand-new world
Where we could live our lives
But imagination
Can have dark corners
And lies are just another form of compromise
I’m not trying to make excuses
I’m not asking you to forget
I just want to say we’ve changed
And the future’s not written yet
Each word we say sets a brick
And we’re building a path toward forgiveness
NARRATOR:
Under the cover of darkness
Charles sailed away
Steering from the township he commands
The satellite watched him
Defiant on the shore
Mocking him as he turned and ran
All attempts at treachery
Had fallen through
As the sphere disappeared
He knew what he had to do